Fann den här dikten på ett vykort i England, och jag gillade den:)
A smile cost's nothing, but gives much. It enriches those who receive, without making poorer those who give. It takes but a moment, but the memory of it sometimes lasts forever. None is so rich or mighty that he can get along without it, and none is so poor but that he can be made rich by it. A smile creates happiness in the home, fosters goodwill in business, and is the countersign of friendship. It brings rest to the weary, cheer to the discouraged, sunshine to the sad, and it is natures' best antidote for trouble. Yet it cannot be bought, begged, borrowed or stolen, for it is something that is of no value to anyone until it is given away. Some people are too tired to give you a smile. Give them one of yours, as none needs a smile so much as he who has no more to give. Anon
fredag 27 juni 2008
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Vilken fin och sann dikt, jag har en på jobbet med ett liknande tema på franska som jag måste ge dig. Kom ihåg att inte överanstränga dig nu när du är konvalecent!
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