I found this taped to the side of my mother's refrigerator after her untimely death in 1985.
Is anybody happier because you passed this way?
Does anyone remember that you spoke to him/her today?
The day is almost over, and its toiling time is through.
Is there anyone to utter a kindly word of you?
Can you say tonight in parting with the day that's slipping fast,
that you helped a single brother or sister of the many that you passed?
Is a single heart rejoicing over what you did or said?
Does the man or woman whose hopes are fading, now with courage look ahead?
Did you was the day or lose it? Was it well or sorely spent?
Did you leave a trail of kindness, or a scar of discontent?
As you close your eyes in slumber, do you think that God will say:
"You have earned one more tomorrow by the work you did today?"
Anonymous
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