I Feel I'm Blessed
Reflections Sharings Stories Poems Prayers

 

Whenever I’m lonely and down
I have my friends to tease and clown
they'll always be there, I guess
for that, I feel I’m blessed.

Whenever I run out of money
I often ask, how can that be?
Someone will tell, that's a test
somehow, I survived, I feel I’m blessed.

Whenever I feel romantic and sentimental
I look out for my parents who were instrumental
in giving me life and all the best
with them, I feel I’m blessed.

Whenever I feel insecure at my level
I think of the man with the shovel
from sun-up to sundown, taking no rest
now, I believe, I’m truly blessed.

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