I’ve learned to be happy with the things I have.

I found myself awake this morning, but someone did not

My heart is behind my chest, where others found bullets from where they’ve been shot

My legs are able, I found myself walking

Others are mourning because the doctor just finished talking

I spoke to a friend today, so I’m able to speak

While some rely on speaking to friends, because they can not see

I can hear others, I can listen and understand

The other day I saw two people communicating using signs made with hands

My wife prepared dinner at the table, so I helped myself

While another needs tubes to eat, they can’t help themself

I can work, I can bag groceries and push carts through a lot

While some of us recieve a check every month because they can not

I used to bitter, used to fuss and complain

Until I looked through the window of my car at the homeless in the rain

I used to find a way out of work

Until I saw someone else get the unfortunate event that I deserve

I have become grateful for the little that I have

And thankful that I have found myself happy and not sad

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