Kathy found this in Zach's room. It is a poem I have liked over a lot of years so it seems worth adding to the blog...................................
Take Time
Take time for friendship
when you can.
The hours fly swiftly, and
the need
That presses on your
fellowman
May fade away at equal
speed
And you may sigh before
the end
That you have failed to
play the friend
Not all life’s pride is
born of fame;
Not all the joy from work
is won
Too late we hang our heads
in shame.
Remembering good we could
have done;
Too late we wish that we
had stayed
To comfort those who
called for aid.
Take time to do the little
things
Which leave the
satisfactory thought,
When other joys have taken
wings,
That we have labored as we
ought;
That in a world where all
contend,
We often stopped to be a
friend.
Edgar A. Guest
