One Of The Lucky

Only the good memories I like to recall
But compared to many my worries do seem rather small
I was not born as one destined to be a refugee
The good Lady of Luck has been so kind to me
I'm lucky yes lucky as the word can be
I've never known of homelessness or poverty
I've a comfortable home to live in and enough to eat
Of bread fruit and vegetables and fish and meat
Though they have a home and a job and never suffer ache or pain
Some without a reason to like to complain
Why they are not happy one must wonder why?
Some people are not easy to satisfy
Compared to millions of poor people in the World of today
I am one of the lucky I do feel that way.

by Francis Duggan

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