The World is Mine
Today, upon a bus,
I saw a very beautiful woman. And wished I was as beautiful. When suddenly she
rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle. She had one leg and wore a
crutch. But as she passed, she passed a smile. Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two legs; the world is mine.
I stopped to buy
some candy. The lad who sold it had such charm. I talked with him, he seemed so
glad. If I were late, it'd do no harm. And as I left, he said to me, "I thank
you, you've been so kind. It's nice to talk with folks like you. You see," he
said, "I'm blind." Oh, God, forgive me when I whine. I have two eyes; the world
is mine.
Later while
walking down the street, I saw a child I knew. He stood and watched the others
play, but he did not know what to do. I stopped a moment and then I said, "Why
don't you join them dear?" He looked ahead without a word. I forgot, he couldn't
hear. Oh, God, forgive me when I whine. I have two ears; the world is mine.
With feet to take
me where I'd go,
With eyes to see
the sunset's glow,
With ears to hear
what I'd know,
Oh, God, forgive
me when I whine.
I've been blessed
indeed, the world is mine.
If this
poem makes you feel blessed, just forward it to your friends. After all, it's
just a simple reminder that we have so much to be thankful for.
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