Moods
You bring yourself with you wherever you go.
Whatever you're thinking your countenance shows.
It permeates your demeanor not just your face.
Your whole body joins in to state your case.
If you feel down hearted and your mood is blue,
It shows in your posture right down to your shoes.
If you're stressed, feeling pressed and you're pushed, in a hurry,
It's not hard to see that you're filled with worry.
If you're angry and grumpy and mad at the world,
Your face has more wrinkles than a poodle's got curls.
Take your mood for a walk, slow down, smell the flowers.
Relax and stop counting the minutes and hours.
Notice the beauty that surrounds you each day.
The beauty of nature and young things at play.
Life is what you make it from minute to minute.
It's whatever effort that you put in it.
Be glad for the blessings that God has made yours.
Stop frowning at stains on windows and floors.
Just make serving God the first thought in your head,
\And you'll sleep wel and happy when you go to bed.
Copyright © Judy Ball | Year Posted 2017
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