My Great Aunt Gay passed away several weeks ago. At her memorial the little “pamphlet” of reflections and thoughts has this poem on it. I’d never read it before but I really like the message:
Outside my window a new day I see,
And only I can determine what kind of day it’s going to be.
It can be busy and sunny, laughing and gay.
My own state of mind is the determining key.
For I am only the person I let myself be.
I can be thoughtful and do all I can to help,
Or be selfish and think just of myself,
I can enjoy what I do, make it seem fun,
Or gripe and complain and make it tough on someone.
I can be patient with those who may not understand,
Or belittle and hurt them as much as I can.
But I’ve got faith in myself and believe what I say,
And I personally intend to make the best of each day.
