How wrong I was.
All my problems come from within.
But now I see better the cause,
And the struggle is the way to win.
I thought that I had no luck.
Then I saw a disabled child
And realized where I got stuck.
I had all and was sad – in contrast, he smiled.
I say enough,
It’s never too late to mend!
My heart must be no longer rough
‘Cause God’s grace has no end.
So, should I complain
Or be ungrateful for a while?
Never! Isn’t it plain?
Thank Thee Father for the child’s smile!
Iaroslav Sunday 15.04.2007