The ink in a pen It slowly thins and decreases It sinks to the bottom As you continue to use it I consider myself the same They keep on using me I keep on pleasing them Tiring myself out Losing myself in the process

Quit taking good things for granted, I'd just wished I was in your shoes, If only I had all of what you got, You just really don't have a clue. You have so many, many blessings, You really just don't truly see, I am not trying to sound envious, but Sometimes, I'd wished that was me. Be thankful for what you possess, because a lot of us truly don't have, Some have more than we could inherit, From this, you should be truly glad. A roof over your head, and clothes to wear, Food to eat, and to also to share, so many shoes, that you have lost count, and clothes you can't wear, so why not give them out. It's a blessing to have all the things you own The Lord Blessed you with it, His mercy is showned. People have things that they don't even use, So, Donate your clutter, if you so choose, Just a word of advice, to make it very clear, Be thankful for what you got before it disappears. B.R. Date: 11/22/2025

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