A message from my heart to all my web friends.


THINGS I THINK I OWN

Today I stood at my window and cursed the pouring rain.
Today a desperate farmer prayed for his fields of grain.
My weekend plans are ruined; it almost makes me cry.
While the farmer lifts his arms and blesses the clouded sky.

The alarm went off on Monday and I cursed my work routine.
Next door a laid-off mechanic feels the empty pocket of his jeans.
I can't wait for my vacation, some time to take for me.
He doesn't know, tonight, how he'll feed his family.

I cursed my leaky roof and the grass I need to mow.
A homeless man downtown checks for change in the telephone.
I need a new car; mine is really getting old.
He huddles in a doorway, seeking shelter from the cold.

With blessings I'm surrounded; The rain, a job, a home,
Though my eyes are often blinded by the things I think I own.

--author unknown

A dear friend sent me this and it touched my hearts so much. She said I could share it with you. I hope it helps you see the wonder of the things around you like it did for me. If anyone out there knows who wrote it please let me know. Thank you for taking time to read this and sharing it with your friends.


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