Native American Art and Poetry

I must exercise compassion
Help the fallen to their feet
Be a friend to the friendless
Make an empty life complete

I cannot predit the future
I cannot change the past
I have just the present moment
I must treat it as my last

I must use the moment wisely
For it soon will pass away
And be lost to me forever
As part of yesterday

The unkind things i do today
May never be undone
Any friendship that i fail to win
May nevermore be won

I may not have another chance
On bended knee to pray
And i thank god with humble heart
For giving me the day