When I Whine

Thanks to Wanda Fox in Pennsylvania for sending this!

Today, upon a bus, I saw a girl with golden hair.
I looked at her and sighed and wished I was as fair.
When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle.
She had one leg and used a crutch, but as she passed, she passed a smile.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.  I have two legs, the world is mine.


I stopped to buy some candy. The lad who sold it had such charm.
I talked with him a while, he seemed so very glad. If I were late, it'd do no harm.
And as I left, he said to me, "I thank you, you've been so kind.
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.


Later while walking down the street, I saw a child with eyes of blue.
He stood and watched the others play.  He did not know 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 couldn't 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've been blessed indeed.  The world is mine.