When troubles seem to be getting me down,
I take time out -- just to look around.
I open my eyes, and what do I see?
Many who would give their eye teeth to be me.
To walk for some is a real chore.
For others, it's impossible to open a door.
Some live in darkness all of their lives.
Some have never heard their own baby's cries.
Some have trouble drawing a breath.
Some their heart beats are near death.
Some to wheelchairs they are confined.
Some are without a functioning mind.
So when troubles seem to be getting me down,
Why, I take time out -- and just look around.
With my eyes open, there's so much to see,
The many wonderful gifts, God has given me.
[ Mona Rae -- Ed: Anon. ]
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