The Half-Full Cup

A Poem By Sarah Liz // 2/13/2017

There’s two ways to look at the cup in your hand
Two ways to look at a day
Two ways to live
Two ways to walk
And two ways to see your life.

The cup could be, of course, half-empty
You could focus on the pain
And gripe and moan in emptiness
Ignore the gift just giv’n.
You are pitied most, dear friend—
Your gaze, misplaced, is greed.


The others here will see their cup,
It will be half-full
They will see the richness there
Receiving it with joy.
Acknowledging the mercy gi’vn
So fully satisfied;
So much more, oh far beyond
Our sad, half-empty friends.

So don’t you quickly dump your cup
Just for some empty space
Don’t moan that you deserve much more
Or whine about your state
Savor what you’re given, friend—

Thank God for your half-full cup.


I love this!

I love this!

Damaris Ann | Wed, 02/22/2017

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.

Oh this is my new favorite

Oh this is my new favorite poem! Love it!

Madalyn Clare | Wed, 02/22/2017

Introverts unite!
From the comfort of your own homes!

Thank you ladies!! <3

Thank you ladies!! <3

Sarah Liz | Thu, 02/23/2017

"Knowledge is knowing that a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad." ~ Anonymous


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