Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
Topics: Giving, Living, Meaning, Service, Purpose, Kindness, Helpfulness
Success is counted sweetest by those who ne’er succeed.
We turn, not older with years, but newer every day.
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