My mother told us children, there
Were rules we could TAP
To sharpen our good judgment
As a feather in our cap.
We listened to her wisdom for
That wasn’t a mishap
To have such given treasures as
A feather in our cap.
“Kind words will never die”, she said.
“Harsh words will lay a trap.
To say regretful words – that is
No feather in your cap.”
In every way be honest, for
All cheating leaves a gap
Of guilt to sear our conscience. It’s
No feather in our cap.
It’s said, pride comes before a fall.
The “Self Pride” we must ZAP
Before we get swelled up, and miss
That feather in our cap.
Think more of others than yourself.
We all live on this map
This ‘golden rule’ is needed for
That feather in your cap.
When everybody mends their ways
Oh Boy! We’ll shout and clap
It’s just a great idea for
That feather in our cap.
The Bible holds all proverbs.
Get it out into your lap
It has all rules for living for
A feather in your cap.
“Whew”, I think that I have said enough
I’ll go and take a nap,
To rest my weary mind, for
These feathers in my cap.
Violet Gebhart, February 1, 2005