Today upon a bus, I saw a lovely maid
with golden hair;
I envied her- she seemed so gay- and
wish 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.
Oh, 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 folks like you'.
You see, he said, I'm blind!
Oh 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 for 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.
Oh 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,
Oh God, forgive me when I whine;
I'm blessed, indeed! The world is mine!
Anon
