that I still live after all this time.
From all of my travails, trials and such,
by all rights, I should no longer be here.
that I have a roof over my head tonight.
I could just as easily be walking the streets,
a rock for a pillow and the sidewalk for a bed.
that I have a family that loves me for me.
I could just as easily be forgotten and alone,
merely marking time until the Reaper claimed me.
that I have plenty to eat, and to drink as well.
I could just as easily have a rumbling tummy,
and a thirst that cannot be quenched for any reason.
that you took the time to read this poem, my good friend.
If we only concentrated on what we do have in our lives,
then we could be a much happier species in a happier world.