Something Missing Poem by Frederick Nellist

My concern perhaps is not due
Not for the want of trying
My blessings counted, quite a few
And friendship I'm not denying.
I'm not short of gastric delights
And my fortune daily grows
I've never been afraid of heights
I accept everything but blows.

No self inflicted doubts in view
I've done it all, been there
My nasty habits I've out grew
All my worldly goods I share.
Despite being hale, in good health
A feeling I'm not being fair
I never broadcast about my wealth
I can't say a Godly prayer.