COMPLAINTS OF THE BLESSINGS ~by Sharon Smith
It’s pleasant to be with those who are pleasant,
With people who know how to say
The things that make you feel easy
Who bring out the good day by day.
But this little piece concerns others
Who can’t take things as they come
Who must look for the thistles in roses
Who can’t see the cake for the crumbs.
This person when given a gift of a tree
Will see how much work it will take
To plant and to water and to spray and to prune
Who can’t see the shade but the rake.
When given a gift of nice towels
Will complain because they are white
And if it weren’t for that dark colored stripe,
Could be bleached and turn out all right.
When the family gathers to sing,
A beautiful song will inspire.
While most will sit quietly and think,
This one calls the writer a liar.
So when given a heaping of blessings
I’m sure that they always can find
A handful of complaints and suggestions
But of course, the hearer won’t mind.
Sharon with Mary, I think.