Think Yourself Blessed

You never think yourself lucky

when you run through the grass

but there's people who don't know what it's like

as they watch you pass

You're never grateful for your hands

as you use them to eat,

but many have none,

while someone cuts their meat.

You wish sometime that everything would be silent

in the morning when the bird starts singing

but there are others that live in silence

never knowing what their missing

You don't think about your eyes

while you read alone

but there are a lot who are in the darkness

and can't read this poem

~~ Author Note ~~

This is my first try at poetry. I wrote this after I got off crutches from a surgry I had. Often we don't think about how blessed we are to see, hear, and have use of all our limbs. When I was able to walk again I was so thrilled and felt so gratefull to God. I want to have this poem help you realize that your blessed to be who you are, and have the ablities you have.

Sincerly,

Gwendolyn Austin