A Found Poem by Beverly Stock
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If I resolve, with the new year,
A better girl to be,
Twill do no good at all, I fear,
But instead, harm to me,
Unless I try, with every day,
No angry word to speak;
Unless, each morn, with might I pray
To keep me mild and meek.
Then let me try with all my might,
And may angels help me too,
Always to choose the way that's right,
Whatever act I do.
I slightly altered this favorite of mine written by H. P. Nichols in the public domain.