despite
the sadness
on this earth,
where brother
murders brother,
and hatred is rife,
and children cry
in the night
with fear and hunger.
I celebrate with gratitude
the many blessings
given us.
I revel in
the truth
that sunshine sparkles,
and rain drops splash,
and birds still
fill the world
with liquid song...
that puppies snuggle,
and airy butterflies
flit between
the vivid blossoms
in my yard.
I can't repair
this broken world,
nor satisfy
each starving child,
or banish fear,
war and despair.
so I shall treasure
perfect moments
with gratitude
profound and true.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem