Forgive Me When I Whine – Author
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Today upon a bus, I saw a lovely maid with golden hair; I envied
her-she seemed so gay, and how, I wished I were so fair; When suddenly she rose
to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle; she had one foot and wore a crutch,
but as she passed, a smile. Oh God, forgive me when I whine, I have two
feet-the world is mine.
And when I stopped to buy some sweets, the lad who served me had such
charm; he seemed to radiate good cheer, his manner was so kind and warm; I
said, “It’s nice to deal with you, such courtesy I seldom find”; he turned and
said, “Oh, thank you sir.” And then I saw that he was blind. Oh, God, forgive
me when I whine, I have two eyes, the world is mine.
Then, when 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. 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 sunsets glow, with ears to hear what I would know. I am
blessed indeed. The world is mine; oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
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