To tell you that the poem in your book read in a 8th grade class in 1978, by my English teacher , here in Feira de Santana, made me the inspiration to learn the language and speak so beautiful like my teacher when she read, I have become an English teacher because of that.
The poem below from English I book:
Not too far from our gray cities,
There are skies so clear and blue,
There are beaches, there are valleys,
Where the sweet sun shines on you.


So, count your garden by the flowers
Never by the leaves that fall;
Count your days by golden hours
Don´t remember clouds at all.


Count your night by stars, not shadows
Count you life with smiles, not tears,
And with joy through all your lifetime
Count your age by friends, not years.