But Didn't

Did you ever think at close of day

Of kindly words you meant to say—

                          But didn’t?

Do you ever think when day is done

Of errands kind you could have run—

                          But didn’t?

Do you ever think at daytime’s end

Of flowers bright you meant to send—

                          But didn’t?

Do you ever think when skies are red

Of hungry mouths you could have fed—

                          But didn’t?

Do you ever think at dawn of night

Of letters kind you meant to write—

                          But didn’t?

Do you ever think at life’s set of sun

You’ll think of deeds you could have done—

                          But didn’t?

                              ~Kathryn Thorne Bowsher

A Few Thoughts On Growing Old

• Old age arrives suddenly as does the snow 

• The entire life of a human being depends upon “yes” and “no” uttered two or three times between the ages of 16 and 25. 

• Old age embellishes everything. It has the effect of the setting sun on the beautiful twilights of autumn. 

• The person who considers himself too old to learn something has probably always been that way. 

• So long as one continues to be amazed, one can delay growing old. 

• It is by growing old that one learns to remain young. 

• It's not about the lines on the face - it's about the wisdom behind them. 

• Youth is a wonderful thing.  What a crime to waste it on children.  ~George Bernard Shaw 

• There will come a time when you believe everything is finished. That will be the beginning.

Love Is

Love is a warm spring day, a moonlit

        night, green meadows, daffodils

        swaying in the breeze, closeness,

        understanding, needing, not caring

        what other people say, a red rose,

        belonging, longing, frustration,

        pain...

                                ~pth


 This poem appears in the book "Sweet Whispers of Love."