In a world of sad faces,
you will often find one with a smile
and you wonder why they are smiling
when you know they do not have a lot.
Therefore, you ask them
why they wear a smile
when you have less than I do.
They turn and say,
I have little food,
but I am willing to share it
with everyone who has none.
I have a roof over my head,
there are many who have not.
I am at peace with myself,
not many can say that.
I may not have many friends
I can readily rely on,
but they all know I am
there to always be called upon.
I am living, breathing God’s good air.
What more do I need?
Therefore, I smile for everything I have,
for there are a lot worse off than me.
The real secret is you see,
be at peace with yourself
and enjoy everything you have.
17 November 2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem