@eliza0012
21 Years5,000+ PostsAquarius
the Blind boy....
Then let not what I cannot have
My cheer of mind destroy;
Whilst thus I sing, I am a king,
Although a poor blind boy.
WOW... wat a strong kid....some people make the best out of every situation/circumstances they are in... i love and admire such people to death....
thats my favorite inspirational story....
The carpenter I hired to help me restore an old farmhouse had just finished a rough first day on the job. A flat tire made him lose an hour of work, his electric saw quit, and now his ancient pickup truck refused to start.
While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence. On arriving, he invited me in to meet his family. As we walked toward the front door he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the branches with hands.
After opening the door he underwent an amazing transformation. His tanned face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small children and gave his wife a kiss.
Afterward he walked me to the car. We passed the tree and my curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen earlier.
"Oh, that's my trouble tree," he replied. "I know I can't help having troubles on the job, but one thing for sure, troubles don't belong in the house with my wife and the children. So I just hang them up on the tree every night when I come home. Then in the morning I pick them up again.
"Funny thing is," he smiled, "when I come out in the morning to pick 'em up, there aren't nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before."
Do you have a Trouble Tree you can hang your problems on?
hang all ur probs on this tree please 🙂
ummm.. or this one looks betta.... hang on this one 🙂
What about this one Eliza —
*** cappy cries ***
My pics won't show ................
awww my baby cappie, dpnt cry *HUG*
u know the HTML tag for insertin'pixx right—? its:
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remember to change the ( ) brackets with the pointed ones ( ponited brackets that is)
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yay.. i managed 😛
OOOOOOPSIE! I forgot these "()"
Thank you eliza 😄
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awwwww i LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE this poem 'The Blind Boy'...very touching.....
O say what is that thing call'd Light,
Which I must ne'er enjoy;
What are the blessings of the sight,
O tell your poor blind boy!
You talk of wondrous things you see;
You say the sun shines bright:
I feel him warm, but how can he
Or make it day or night?
My day or night myself I make
Whene'er I sleep or play;
And could I ever keep awake
With me 'twere always day.
With heavy sighs I often hear
You mourn my hapless woe;
But sure with patience I can bear
A loss I ne'er can know.
Then let not what I cannot have
My cheer of mind destroy;
Whilst thus I sing, I am a king,
Although a poor blind boy.