The World Is Mine

First day back at work after holidays. It was ok. The day went by rather slowly and I'm not 100% sure that I actually accomplished anything, but I certainly went through the motions. I had an upset tummy too thanks to a cappuccino I had in the morning so that didn't help things much. The pepto pills from my co-worker Boof did help me feel better, so that was a bonus :)

My evening was quiet and uneventful. I made it home before the rain started and make chicken Udon Noodle soup for dinner. It was very yummy. I also managed to put away most of my clothes from my suitcase.

Not sure if it's because I'm tired or because I'm missing my loved ones, but I was having a bit of a "woe is me" evening. Thinking of things that I didn't have and lementing about how much that sucks. Thankfully I managed to shake most of that off rather quickly and didn't give into my inner demons.

So rather than a long blog tonight, I'm going to share something with all of you that my Gram shared with me when I was a little girl. She gave me this little card that she's got at some point from a fancy resturant in town called the Knotty Pine. It had a poem written on it called "The World Is Mine". I love it from the first time I read it and it stuck with me all my life. In fact, I read it at my Gram's funeral (ok, attempted to read it...it's veyr hard to read when bawling one's eyes out). Anyhow, I thought of it again tonight when I was having my little pity party and it snapped me out of it. Here it is:

The world is mine

Today on a bus, I saw a lovely girl with silken hair
I envied her, she seemed so gay, and I wished I was so fair
When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the isle
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 calm, and if I were late it would do no harm,
And as I left he said to me “I thank you, you have been so kind”
It’s nice to talk with folks like you. You see, 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, 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’ll go
With eyes to see the sunsets glow
With ears to ear what I would know
O God forgive me when I whine
I’m blessed, indeed, the world is mine

By: Joy Lovelet Crawford

I hope you liked it.

Good Night!

Sarah

Sharbot Lake, ON