Ahh :)

You know, I used to think that I could claim to be a poet only if I wrote like those 18-century (or earlier..) dudes and dudettes.

But then i stumbled upon this book of poems in Mr Mano's, a lecturer in the college I go to, office. I was flipping through it and..it took me at least a week to finally admit that the stuff I was reading were poems..hmm.. :)

I borrowed the book, and about a week and a half later, I returned it after jotting some of them into my journal. Intended to copy the whole book la actually..but well, EXAMS okeh..this was therefore, very da unnecessary..Anyways, Mr Mano lent me another book :) MUCH to my delight~~

Here's one poem that caught my eye:

It's Up To You...

This life is the only one

you're given.

Look for opportunities to grow.

and never be discouraged

in your efforts to do so.

Replace your weaknesses

with positives;

take life's broken pieces

and recreate your dreams.

Never measure the future

by the past;

let yesterday become a memory

and tomorrow a promise.

Begin each day by focusing

on all that is good,

and you'll be in a position

to handle whatever comes along .

Take responsibility for

your actions;

never make excuses

for not being the best

you can be.

If you should slip,

be comforted by the thought

that we all do at times.

Determine your tomorrow

by the choices you make today,

and you'll find yourself living

in joy and triumph.

- Linda E. Knight