COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS AND ALWAYS BE GRATEFUL

Today upon a bus, i saw a lovely maid with a golden hair;

I envied her - she seemed so gay - and i wished i were as fair.
When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the isle;
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 i stopped to buy some sweets
The lad who sold them had such charm,
i talked with him- he said to me; "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'.

Then, walking down the street, i saw a child with eyes of blue
He seemed he knew not what to do.
I stopped for 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 YOU WHERE YOU'D GO,
WITH EYES TO SEE THE SUNSET'S GLOW,
WITH EARS TO HEAR WHAT YOU WOULD KNOW,
YOU'RE BLESSED, INDEED! THE WORLD IS YOURS.


REALLY COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS ONE BY ONE.. YOU'LL DEFINATELY
''BE HAPPY AT ALL TIMES, PRAY CONSTANTLY AND FOR ALL THINGS,
GIVE THANKS TO GOD''..

                          REMAIN BLESSED.
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