Poems of Optimism/Praise day

Let us halt now for a space in our hurrying; Let us take time to look up and look out; Let us refuse for a spell to be worrying; Let us decline to both question and doubt. If one goes cavilling, Hair splitting, flaw hunting - ready for strife - All the best pleasure is missed in the travelling Onward through life.

Just for to-day we will put away sorrowing - Just for to-day not a tear shall be shed; Nor will we fear anything, or go borrowing Pain from the future by profitless dread. Thought shall go frolicking, Pleasuring, treasuring everything bright - Tasting the joy that is found just in rollicking On through the light.

Just for to-day all the ills that need bettering We will omit from our notebook of mind; All that is good we will mark by red-lettering; - Those things alone we are seeking to find. Things to be sad over, Pine over, whine over - pass them, I say! Nothing is noted save what we are glad over - This is Praise Day.