Victoria Cormier Poet I do not know?

Forgive Me

Forgive me Lord for not being happy;
  with what I have and what I own,
  I feel so ashamed of myself;
  how I constantly moan and groan.

  I may not own everything material;
  like a nice house or a new car,
  but what I do have Lord;
  outweighs all of that and more.

  I have three healthy wonderful children;
  some women cannot conceive,
  Some children are very sick or dying;
  how their poor parents must grieve.

  My children receive three meals;
  each and every day,
  There are children who are starving;
  they are slowly wasting away.

  I get upset how small our home is;
  embarrassed the furniture is worn and old,
  some people have no home to go to;
  they sleep outside in the cold.

  I have a husband and three healthy children;
  They love me and I love them,
  I realize now I have truly been blessed;
  I will never complain again.

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Poet Destroyer A February 8, 2016 at 12:56 PM Victoria, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA

Matt Hunt May 18, 2011 at 7:44 PM It's so good to re-examine our lives and see exactly how blessed we truly are. Great job with this. R.M.

Cyndi Macmillan May 12, 2011 at 8:25 PM Hi Victoria I really liked this one. Your poem hit the nail on the head! Thanks for posting it. Cheers, Cyndi

Lisa Cooper May 12, 2011 at 6:58 PM great pray, sound like most I know that feel they need more not realizing how much the do have.