TODAY, upon a bus, I saw a lovely girl with golden hair. I envied her; she seemed so happy, and I wished I were as fair. When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle. She had one leg and wore a crutch; and as she passed – a smile. O God, forgive me when I whine. I have two legs. The world is mine.
AND then I stopped to buy some sweets. The lad who sold them had such charm; I talked with him – he seemed so glad – and as I left he said to me: “I thank you, you have been so kind. It’s nice to talk with folk like you. You see,” he said, “I’m blind.” O God, forgive me when I whine. I have two eyes. The world is mine.
LATER, 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 a moment, and 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. O God, forgive me when I whine. I have two ears. The world is mine.
WITH legs to take me where I’d go – with eyes to see the sunset’s glow – with ears to hear what I would know – O God, forgive me when I whine. I’m blessed indeed. The world is mine!