Today, upon a bus, A saw a lovely girl with golden hair.
I envied her. She seemed so gay, and wished I were as fair.
When suddenly she rose to leave,
I saw her hobble down the aisle.
She had one leg, and wore a crutch.
But as she passed - a smile.
O God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two legs. The world is mine!
I stopped to buy some lollies.
The lad who sold had such charm.
I talked to him. He seemed so glad.
If I were late, it would do no harm.
And as I left he said to me, "I thank you. You've been so kind.
It's nice to talk with folks like you. You see, I'm blind."
O God, forgive me when I'm whine.
I have two eyes. The world is mine.
Later, while walking down the street,
I saw the child with eyes of blue.
He stood and watch the others play.
He did not know quite what to do.
I stopped a moment, then i said,
"Why don't you join the others, dear?"
He looked ahead without a word,
and then I knew he could not hear.
O God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two ears. The world is mine.
With feet to take me where I'd go,
with eyes to see the sunset's glow.
With ears to hear what I would know-
O God, forgive me when I whine.
-Bruno Hagspiel
I envied her. She seemed so gay, and wished I were as fair.
When suddenly she rose to leave,
I saw her hobble down the aisle.
She had one leg, and wore a crutch.
But as she passed - a smile.
O God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two legs. The world is mine!
I stopped to buy some lollies.
The lad who sold had such charm.
I talked to him. He seemed so glad.
If I were late, it would do no harm.
And as I left he said to me, "I thank you. You've been so kind.
It's nice to talk with folks like you. You see, I'm blind."
O God, forgive me when I'm whine.
I have two eyes. The world is mine.
Later, while walking down the street,
I saw the child with eyes of blue.
He stood and watch the others play.
He did not know quite what to do.
I stopped a moment, then i said,
"Why don't you join the others, dear?"
He looked ahead without a word,
and then I knew he could not hear.
O God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two ears. The world is mine.
With feet to take me where I'd go,
with eyes to see the sunset's glow.
With ears to hear what I would know-
O God, forgive me when I whine.
-Bruno Hagspiel
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