Few precious moments lapse each gifted day
That gratitude deserts my mindfulness;
Few opportune occasions fail to say
What faltering word and sound cannot express;
Felicitations undeserved abound,
Though vain presumption seeks their joy to mar,
None my appreciation shall confound,
Nor leave within my heart unseemly scar;
Encouraged by a simple word of thanks,
The soul of low esteem shall be affirmed,
As dividends provided by all banks,
Thus self-belief shall grow the longer termed.
The more we freely offer words of praise,
The more self-worth of others we shall raise!
©Meanderings 2016
Beautiful sonnet. Have a wonderful day.
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Thanks…..Hope your day goes well….. 🙂
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Thanks
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A good one.:)
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Beautiful words and bloom.
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Thanks P!
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Beautiful!
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Thanks Kunal! Hugs!
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Yes, hugs back to you! 😊
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“The more we freely offer words of praise,
The more self-worth of others we shall raise!” So true and this is what I love about WP. It offers so many wonderful bloggers to praise and their self-worth raise! Now if only I could make a living do that it, it would be heaven!
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Every Little Helps…. 😉 Hugs! ❤
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🙂 yes it does! 🙂
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😉 ❤
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