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The question this week is: What type of flooring does your personality most resemble? Which flooring would you prefer to resemble?
As I pondered the question, I really couldn't bring myself to be anything; marble, Formica, oak wood or limestone... nothing was calling my name at all. Oh well, I figured, you know... Do me! I was foraging in my files when I came cross a poem by Edgar Guest, the famous British/American poet from the late 1880s, that I felt would do. Edgar was quite prolific in his writings and I think this should suffice. The poem is called "Myself" and it is an excellent rendition of a self-analysis; one completed without blinkers or a cocktail. Enjoy and leave me feedback below!
Let me know your thoughts. After all, it all begins with us.
“Myself”
I have to live with myself and so
I want to be fit for myself to know.
I want to be able as days go by
Always to look myself in the eye.
I want to be fit for myself to know.
I want to be able as days go by
Always to look myself in the eye.
I don’t want to stand with the setting sun
And hate myself for the things I’ve done.
I don’t want to keep on a closet shelf
A lot of secrets about myself
And fool myself as I come and go
Into thinking that nobody else will know
The kind of person I really am.
I don’t want to dress up myself in sham.
And hate myself for the things I’ve done.
I don’t want to keep on a closet shelf
A lot of secrets about myself
And fool myself as I come and go
Into thinking that nobody else will know
The kind of person I really am.
I don’t want to dress up myself in sham.
I want to go out with my head erect.
I want to deserve all others’ respect.
But here in the struggle for fame and wealth
I want to be able to like myself.
I want to deserve all others’ respect.
But here in the struggle for fame and wealth
I want to be able to like myself.
I could never hide myself from me.
I see what others may never see.
I know what others may never know.
I never can fool myself, and so
Whatever happens, I want to be
Self-respecting and conscience-free.
I see what others may never see.
I know what others may never know.
I never can fool myself, and so
Whatever happens, I want to be
Self-respecting and conscience-free.
By Edgar Guest
What do you think of this poem? Does it speak to you ad the way you see you? Do share. Thank you!
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Elizabeth Obih-Frank
That poem was very enjoyable. I hadn't read any of his work before. I'll have to look him up to get more information. thanks for posting
ReplyDeleteYes, it is quite apropos... plus, he wrote another one "Home" that is quite famous. I love the simplicity of this poem. It is to the point; no complex metaphors here. TY! :-)
ReplyDeleteEliz
Oh my goodness, I am so glad that you stopped by my blog, are following along and posted a link to a post on your blog. I completely appreciate your positive outlook and inspirational thoughts for your readers. We sure need more like you in the world! I am now following back! In answer to your question: wood floors best describe my personality: natural, authentic, real, and warm (in color, they add warmth to an interior, not referring to temperature).
ReplyDeleteNow I'm off to read more of your wonderful thoughts! Bye and see you next week with another inspirational post to 'clean up' our lives on Fresh Friday! Roz
Not sure what kind of flooring I would be. This is an interesting question. I don't even know how to go about thinking what kind I would be.
ReplyDeleteI am hopping in from Friday's hops. If you have time I would love for you to stop by. Have a great weekend!
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