| Finding the Way |
Chapter 18 |
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There are those who have learned this lesson so well that wherever they go they make happiness. Their lives are benedictions. One writes to such a friend a birthday letter:
“This is your birthday. On the calendars
Of those who know you it is marked with gold,
As both a holy and a holiday.
You make us happy, and you make us good,
By simply being with you. You bestow,
And think you are receiving; like a rose
That marvels at the fragrance of the breeze.
We are most glad, since you were sent to earth
It was while we are here; not hastened down
To shine amidst the shadows of the past,
Nor kept to brace some joyful future day,
But come to share our present as it is,
And leave tomorrow better for your stay.”
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