It is a blessing to live on the earth
To walk and talk, think and feel
If you can avoid entanglements
And hoe your own row
It is a blessing to live on the earth
Even if you must wear a suit of tears
And feel each pain a thousand times
It is a blessing to live on the earth
When the snow makes things quiet
And you can stick to your diet
And the inbox is finally empty again
Specimen Days 
Love it!
😊😊
It is a blessing to live indeed! Beautiful poem.
Of course, what is the alternative? Thank you, dear heart ❤️
I don’t understand the last 2 lines, but Great work. I would love to use this poem next month on earth day (if allowed).
Yeah, sure use it…I still need to work on the end…maybe wait a few days it will be better. Thanks 👍👍
Well you have 1 month and few extra days until Earth day. This poem is beautiful and very fun to read.
that should be enough time 😊
…when the snow makes things quiet. True that. Donna
thank you, D. 😊
Hahah… Love this!
Especially the mixture of calm and humour in the last verse. 🙂
Glad you like it, especially the ending…I wasn’t sure about it 👍👍
My inbox is never empty😅 Still a blessing to be here.💞
when you consider the alternative…💜
Beautiful!!
“If you can avoid entanglements
And hoe your own row”
Wonderful lines!👍🏼😊
the truth 😊
Beautiful!!😊😊
thanks ❤️