Count That Day Lost
By George Eliot
(Mary Ann Evans 1819-1880)


If you sit down at set of sun
And count the acts that you have done,
And, counting, find
One self-denying deed, one word
That eased the heart of him who heard,
One glance most kind
That fell like sunshine where it went-
Then you may count that day well spent.



But if, through all the livelong day,
You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay-
If, through it all
You've nothing done that you can trace
That brought the sunshine to one face-
No act most small
That helped some soul and nothing cost-
Then count that day as worse than lost.




To quote John McLeod, "Poems are the friends we make them, expressing in words a thought, of happiness, sadness, caring, experience dearly bought."

There are many different styles of poetry, from ballads to rhymes to lyrics. Poems are a great way to express your feelings, be creative write your own poem, you might be surprised how creative you can be!