Today I stood at the window and cursed the pouring rain

Today a desparate farmer prayed for his fields of grain My weekend plans were ruined, it almost made me cry While the farmer lifts his arms and blesses the clouded sky!

The alarm went off on Monday, and I cursed my work routine

Next door a laid off mechanic feels the empty pockets of his jeans I can't wait for my vacation, some time to take for me He doesn't know tonight how he'll feed his family!

I cursed my leaky roof and the grass I had to mow

A homeless man downtown checks for change in the telephone I need a new car, mine is getting really old He huddles in a doorway seeking shelter from the cold!

With blessings I'm surrounded, the rain, a job, a home

Though my eyes are often blinded by the many things I think I own!

~Author Unknown~