"The World Is Mine"

We often fail to be thankful because we fail to be "thinkful."  An unnamed poet gave us these beautiful thoughts to help us be more thoughtful and thankful.

Today upon a bus, I saw a lovely maid
     With golden hair;
I envied her, she seemed so gay,
     I wished I were as 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.
O, God, forgive me when I whine,
     I have two feet, the world is mine!

And when 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 folk like you,
You see," said he, "I'm blind."
     O, 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 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.
O, 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 would know,
     O, God, forgive me when I whine,
I'm blessed indeed ---the world is mine!