One day at school a sum I did went wrong
I sat and cried – I didn’t want to score out the page
A mistake to be reminded of again and again
I thought I shall rather let the whole book go waste!
The mistake weighed more upon me
Than the balance unwritten sheets.
I thought I shall buy myself
Another note and start all anew –
I did not know what else to do!
My Master came by, asked me
“Child, why do you cry? ” and
My childish woe I poured out.
Sitting beside me he then said,
“Won’t you have to redo all pages
You had written before all over again?
Can’t you, better still accept the mistake
Learn from it, correct and better yourself? ”
Same as our lives, I thought,
We cannot waste our unspent years
Nor change our lives just as we please.
God gives us problems, not to defeat us,
But, through such experience gives us strength
To learn to overcome them and live!
You are right. We should not dwell on our past, but look into future keeping present as perfect as possible.
Reminding this reader so many times children are packing so much luggage from home they cannot concentrate on things at hand, , , ,
Every day is a new page and your poem illustrates this very effectively........good work and god bless you............arya
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angel, read the selected quotes of swami vivekanada, then you will be the strongest ever!