Begin Again: The New Days, a Poem by Edgar A. Guest

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We all have cherished memories of wonderful times in the past, and we also can remember times that weren’t so great. It’s okay to think of these every once in a while, but to dwell in the past…not such a good strategy.

As the poem below points out, living in the present moment and looking ahead to the bright promise of the future is a great way to begin again.

 

The New Days

         The old days, the old days, how oft the poets sing,        

The days of hope at dewy morn, the days of early spring,        

The days when every mead was fair, and every heart was true,        

And every maiden wore a smile, and every sky was blue        

The days when dreams were golden and every night brought rest,        

The old, old days of youth and love, the days they say were best        

But I—I sing the new days, the days that lie before,        

The days of hope and fancy, the days that I adore.     

    

The new days, the new days, the selfsame days they are;        

The selfsame sunshine heralds them, the selfsame evening star        

Shines out to light them on their way unto the Bygone Land,       

And with the selfsame arch of blue the world to-day is spanned.        

The new days, the new days, when friends are just as true,        

And maidens smile upon us all, the way they used to do,        

Dreams we know are golden dreams, hope springs in every breast;        

It cheers us in the dewy morn and soothes us when we rest.         

 

The new days, the new days, of them I want to sing,        

The new days with the fancies and the golden dreams they bring;        

The old days had their pleasures, but likewise have the new        

The gardens with their roses and the meadows bright with dew;        

We love to-day the selfsame way they loved in days of old;        

The world is bathed in beauty and it isn’t growing cold;        

There’s joy for us a-plenty, there are tasks for us to do,        

And life is worth the living, for the friends we know are true.

~Edgar A. Guest

 

Your Friend and Pep Pal,

Lauren

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