How in a moment joy can take its flight
And happiness be quenched in endless night.

Keep this thought with me all the livelong day
That I may guard the harsh words I might say

When I would fret and grumble, fiery hot,
At trifles that tomorrow are forgot --

Let me remember, Lord, how it would be
If these, my loved ones, were not here with me.
 

                 Author Unknown