Today, upon a bus, I saw a very beautiful girl and wished I were as beautiful.
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.
Please forgive me when I whine. I have two legs; the world is mine.
I stopped to buy some candy. The boy who sold it had such charm.
I talked with him, he seemed so 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.”
Please forgive me when I whine. I have two eyes; the world is mine.
Later while walking down the street, I saw a boy I knew.
He stood and watched the others play, but he did not know what to do.
I stopped a moment and then I said, “Why don’t you join them, Dear?”
He looked ahead without a word. I forgot, he couldn’t hear.
Please 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’d know.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine. I’ve been blessed indeed, the world is mine.
I hope this poem becomes a simple reminder that we should all be ‘thankful’ that our children in District 7 were/are able to play soccer in a safe and enjoyable environment!
D-7 Recreation Administrator