Elizabeth Turner

Rookie (Kentucky)

Ungrateful - Poem by Elizabeth Turner

It's amazing how you don't realize how much you have until you lose it.
We have so much to be eternally grateful for but we never seem to use it.
Life has many great pleasures,
the tributes are undiscovered treasures.

We crave peace and yet we have love,
one is represented by a heart, the other by a dove.
We have friends that we know we can depend upon,
yet we complain we are bored and depressed as we sit around and yawn.

I must confess I was a hypocrite to my statements,
but now I have changed and gained more common sense.
Now I know to have appreciation,
once we all learn we shall have a grand celebration.

We have love,
we have friends,
we have music as well.
These three things alone are enough to survive,
there is no need to sit around as we pretend to strive.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 19, 2011


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