At the end
Of this street
A blind man lives,
Can you see him?
I can see him very well,
He always smiles
And spontaneously sings,
People ask him inquisitively,
"Why do you always smile? "
Soon the blind soul answers,
"I am the happiest of all, "
Everybody laughs at him,
But he does not mind at all,
He continues to smile
In his own world.
Yes when God takes something He provides something else...Nicely thought.10
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This gentleman is content with life. Where so many are not satisfied and thrive for more. Thank you