Good afternoon my lovelies,
After arriving home late last night I have used today to catch up on laundry and SLEEP. However, I have a delightful little tidbit for you! The other day I stumbled upon a fantastic little poem that I wanted to share. I do believe it will become my new mantra for life.
Please enjoy the quick but thought provoking read, "Self Pity" by D.H. Lawrence:
I never saw a wild thing
Sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
Without ever having felt sorry for itself.
I could certainly take a page from the little birdie's book. Like a dog's unwavering loyalty, I do believe there are a number of traits that we, as humans, could use a little more of.
What are your thoughts? Do you have a specific view or love for poetry?
Bye bye (birdie),