This poem is written by Robert Reidy who resides in
Rosendale/Tillson, New York in
our beloved Ulster County, New York
You may ask
Poet, what is truth?
I will tell you
Truth is many things
And you may add to this list
Truth is the laughter of children
And delighting in the success of another,
Or holding hands to a color-filled sunset
Spreading your joys-getting over the toys
Uplifting everyone you encounter
Comforting the oppressed,
Lending a hand
Making a meal for someone else
having the time
beholding the mystery of not knowing
to look up and be amazed by the stars
to make love slowly
to communicate honestly and become more authentic
fall in love with yourself
and find your unique
capability, ability, talent or gift
and nurture it to fullness
for to know yourself is to love yourself
be ready to forgive, and forgive yourself
cultivate the art of not being offended
laugh at yourself
laugh at others
and enter its healing power
be willing to give
from what you have become
gather together as family
and be fans of one another
build and develop friendships
be there for them
and delight in their uniqueness
sing and dance to their successes
exercise and be aware of your body
feel it and believe in your wellness
open to the beauty that surrounds you
and know that beauty to be love itself
saturating all there is
believe in humanities potential
be at peace
become the love that you
Know this to be the Truth
This is a poem written by a dear friend of my Mom’s and mine who has passed on. Norman Michael Chase
“The Faces of Love”
What is it that makes our heads to spin;
that makes another’s wants more important than our own?
What makes the heart beat faster and dreams the face of one we love;
that make us remember the sunrise song of a bird
or the laughter of a child?
What makes us wish once more for Father’s warm embrace
and Mother’s loving touch?
What is it that makes the excitement of baby’s first steps
and the SMILE on Grandmother’s face;
that makes a tail wag as the master nears
or the playful joy of new-born kittens;
that makes us turn a plant to the light of sun
or quench its thirst when leaves have drooped
or makes us reach out to shoulders that are stooped?
What makes us place a coin in the outstretched hand and look to
eyes that hunger and want
or bring a caress to brows wrinkled with age?
What makes our hearts reach out to those we’ve never known….
whose grief in Littleton and Atlanta became our own;
that makes us cry when we see a life ended
and makes us beam with joy when we see it begin?
What makes a toccata by Bach and the “Come Fly With Me” by Sinatra
or the “How do I love thee” by Browning and a sonnet by Shakespeare;
that makes us long the scent of night-blooming jasmine
…and makes us SMILE at a rose?
What can it be that comes to warm us and quench the thirst of
our hearts….but the many facets of LOVE…..our gifts from Above.
“LET US SMILE”
by WD Nesbit
“THE THING THAT GOES THE FARTHEST TOWARD MAKING LIFE WORTHWHILE,
THAT COSTS THE LEAST AND DOES THE MOST,
IS JUST A PLEASANT SMILE.
IT’S FULL OF WORTH AND GOODNESS TOO,
WITH MANLY KINDNESS BLENT,
IT’S WORTH A MILLION DOLLARS AND IT DOESN’T COST A CENT.”
This is from a book called “All Smiles” by Bruce Velick
This is from a poster I found…
by Ann Altman
“I swear I will not dishonor my soul with hatred, but offer myself humbly as a guardian of nature, as a healer of misery, as a messenger of wonder, as an architect of peace.”
I met a lovely woman, Gladys Rosenstein, who shared this with me.
She said that in the yearbooks at school in the late 1940’s people would write this to each other..it was a popular poem.
Smile, for when you smile,
and soon there will be miles of smiles
just because you smiled…..
Isn’t that super groovy great???? Mindy Smile Fradkin ( my middle name was Sue, which doesn’t go with my persona or personality..so I decided to change it Smile since is was already an “S”. My initials stay the same..