For Mary..
Count your blessings....

Many times in your life you have been sad.
And yes occasionally you may have been bad.
Other times so joyful and blissfully happy.
And occasionally bad tempered and often snappy.

Many times our world gets heavy and we do groan.
Yes! Tis true we all love a bloody good moan.
Lost perspective failing to consider that often others.
Are far worse off than us and yet they remain our brothers.

You can write your name and read this mail.
You can chose your fabric and insist on pale.
You can mix your colours and so do paint.
Gaze into those eyes your heart melts and faints.

You can smell the flowers and see colours abound.
Whilst for some colour can never be found.
You can hear the music and admire this band.
Whilst for some only the music fills this land.

So count your blessings for you will surely find.
Your good fortune abounds and you will be kind.
So when life knocks you down do not fuss or mind.
Consider your sister my friend… for she is blind.

Steve….Aka…"The Old Sea Dog" … 1999 … ©

There is only one way to say

"I Love You"

But there are thousands of ways to demonstrate

An original Created By "This Steve"

 

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