Outside my window
A new day I see
And only I can determine
What kind of day it will be
It can be busy and sunny
Laughing and gay
Or boring and cold
Unhappy and gray
My own state of mind
Is the determining key
For I am only the person
I let myself be
I can be thoughtful
And do all I can to help
Or be selfish
And think just of myself
I can enjoy what I do
And make it seem fun
Or gripe and complain
And make it hard on someone
I can be patient
With those who may not understand
Or belittle and hurt them
As much as I can
But I have faith in myself
And believe what I say
And I personally intend
To make the best of each day
Kenny M. Fullington
Kenny was my nephew a very young man of fifty.
He has passed now, due to the awful ALS disease
But his words live on. I hope and pray that by reading this poem
It makes the list of one of your best days
James Samdavid1 Fullington
April 14, 2002
I received this in the mail today and have permission from his loving widow and family to post it on this site. SD1
James this was truly a poem after my own heart. I think and feel the same way. Thanks for sharing."a new day I see, and only I can determine what kind of day it will be."
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