I didn’t have a pen, so I used a stick to write
I didn’t have a paper, so I wrote on the mud
I didn’t have a toy to play, so I added wheels to a matchbox
I didn’t have a phone, so I pretended to talk over a toy phone instead
I didn’t have a canvas, so I used the sky to paint with my eyes closed
I didn’t have friends to talk, so I spoke to birds, trees and sometimes walls
I didn’t have a melodious voice, so I sang along with a cassette playing
I didn’t have money, so I worked hard day and night to have an account balance
I didn’t find peace in me, so I lit a candle in a church
I didn’t have a smile on my face, so I looked at flowers
I didn’t have an encouraging and supporting father, so I rested all my responsibility on my Heavenly Father
I didn’t have an advising companion, so I called for the guidance of guardian angels
In life I found that I sometimes didn’t have the things that I wanted, so I did whatever I could with whatever I did have
Finally it’s what you have that counts, keeping a bigger perspective in mind
Beautiful perspective! I totally agree it’s more important to focus on what we do have and be thankful for it, no matter how little it might feel at times 🙂
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You got it Connie 😉
Thanks for being here. 🙂
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I loved this post! In life what you actually have is what counts and happiness depends on being satisfied with what you have?
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That’s very true my friend.;) Thank you Mr P for reading and commenting.
I loved your post on “a case of mistaken identity”- utterly humorous 😉
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Norma, very moving and heartfelt!
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Thanks 🙂
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One of the most moving poems I’ve ever read. Thank you so much for sharing this; I’m bookmarking this. 😀
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Thanks Ramisa, I’m happy to receive your kind words of appreciation. 🙂
I’m glad that you cherished the poem.
Thanks again for bookmarking it.
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