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             Forgive Me When I Whine

Today upon a bus, I saw
A lovely maid with golden hair,
I envied her - she seemed so gay -
And oh, I wished I were so fair.
When Suddenly she rose to leave,
I saw her hobble down the aisle,
She had one foot and wore a crutch,
But as she passed, a smile.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine;
I have two feet - the world is mine.

And when I stopped to buy some sweets,
He seemed to radiate good cheer,
His manner was so kind and warm
I said, "It's nice to deal with you,
such courtesy I seldom find."
He turned and said,
"Oh, thank you, sir!"
And I saw that he was blind.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine;
I have two eyes - the world is mine.

Then When Walking down the street,
I saw a child with eyes of blue.
He stood and watched the others play;
It seemed he knew not what to do,
I stopped a moment, then I said:
"Why don't you join the others, dear?"
He looked ahead without a word,
And then I knew he could not 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 should know;
I'm blessed indeed,
The world is mine;
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.

------Author Unknown

 

                                                                

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