The Best Life

By Adelbert P. Caldwell

He lives the best who never doth complain,
Whether the passing days be filled with sun or rain;
Who sows his deeds of love, and, patient, lives,
Expecting not again the thing he gives;
Who buries deep the Past – its pain, its tears –
And bravely meets his Now, untrammeled by fears;

Who lets his life so shine, e’en in the night,
That wanderers distressed may see the Light;
Who patiently toils on, though feet be sore;
Whose home stands by the road with open door;
Who smiles though down he sits to feast or crust –
His faith in man sincere; in God his trust.

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