when I whine

My mom emailed this to me I really liked it and hope you all do!! Steph When I Whine ~~~~~~~ Today, upon a bus, I saw a girl with golden hair I looked at her and sighed and wished I was as fair. When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle. She had one leg and used a crutch But as she passed, she passed a smile. Oh, God, forgive me when I whine I have 2 legs, the world is mine. ~~~ I stopped to buy some candy The lad who sold it had such charm I talked with him a while, he seemed so very 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 2 eyes, the world is mine. ~~~ Later while walking down the street, I saw a child with eyes of blue He stood and watched the others play He did not know what to do. I stopped a moment and then I said, "Why don't you join the others, dear?" He looked ahead without a word. And then I knew, he couldn't hear. Oh, God, forgive me when I whine. I have 2 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 would know. Oh, God, forgive me when I whine. I've been blessed indeed, The world is mine. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If this poem makes you feel like I felt, just forward it to all your friends, after all, it's just a simple reminder.... We have soooooo much to be thankful for!!! ~~~~~~ Sorrow looks back, Worry looks around, Faith looks up.

THAT REMINDS ME OF A SONG I USE TO SING IN CHURCH WITH MY DAUGHTER. THE CHORUS GOES LIKE THIS. THERE'S A ROOF UP ABOVE ME, I'VE A GOOD PLACE TO SLEEP, THERE'S FOOD ON MY TABLE, AND SHOES ON MY FEET. YOU GAVE ME YOUR LOVE LORD, AND A FINE FAMILY. I WANT TO """THANK YOU LORD, FOR YOUR BLESSINGS ON ME""". SOMETIMES WE GET CAUGHT UP IN DAILY CARES WE TEND TO TAKE THINGS FOR GRANTED. THANKS FOR SHARING, GOD BLESS, TRUDY

Thank you Steph! What a blessing you are to share that poem! So true! Love ya! God Bless, Lynda Phil. 4:8

Steph, what a wonderful poem! It really made me count my blessings. God bless you, dear friend. Peg