Saturday, January 24, 2015


By Beatrice M. Hanson

I wrote down all my troubles,
On one side of the page,
While on the opposite side,
The joys that filled my days.
I noticed there were spaces,
Where troubles added up,
It looked as though my failures,
Were enough to fill a cup.
Then suddenly the scales would turn,
I’d find to my relief
A Long list of blessings,
Were thrown right at my feet,
The balance sheet continued,
Through many many years,
The list of credits grew larger,
The failures disappeared,
Until I began to wonder,
If wisdom could be the cause,
By minimizing hatreds,
And magnifying loves!