THE MAN AND THE LITTLE BOY

THE MAN AND THE LITTLE BOY

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A certain man Who lived uptown Always wore a frown Wherever he went His life was marred By grave despair ‘Oh, life’s so unfair’ He’d say to himself In a fortnight He’d lost his son His wife too was gone And his job as well To make the tale So much sadder His house caught fire And burnt down to bits All through the day He sat outside Unable to hide His melancholy ‘Oh, what am I Still living for Since I’ve been made poor Only overnight?’ He had lost all All that mattered Utterly shattered Sat still for hours Then he got up Very slowly Life’s brutality He’d surely avenge At the moment Saw no reason No hope for living So he walked away Surely this would Be his last day There was just one way To follow- suicide Just as he was About going Heard a voice singing And he stopped to look Captivated He turned and turned Meanwhile the voice burned The depths of his heart The singer was A little boy Creases of real joy Stood on the boy’s face He was crippled And also blind Life was so unkind To the little boy Yet to his God He sang his thanks And the man’s heart sank As he watched the boy Instead of being Sad or tearful The boy was thankful This amazed the man So he knelt down Tears sharp like knife For the gift of life He thanked his Maker *Moral: Always give thanks all the time, in every situation*
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Sometimes life don't go the way we planned. Sometimes we end up feeling so low, and alone. Like we're in a dark hole with no one around us, but then suddenly there's a light at the end of the tunnel. And I guess what I'm trying to say is.. You're my light, the one who helped me through the worst time in my life - And for that, I am thankful. I'm thankful that I met you, but I also hate you. I hate what you did to me, because you made me fall in love.. And then my world fell apart once again. [WARNING!! Contains mature themes, and language

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