Friday Prose “Do not pity me”

Do not pity me…

Do not pity me, for I do not wake in the night from hunger, as some do…
Nor do I suffer not being able to hold my love, for I have arms to hold her.

Though I may not have riches to see a fine play or dine in pleasure,
I can wake to a morning sunrise, and drink of it’s beauty till I am full.
My shoes may not be the fanciest, nor keep my feet dry in the rain,
But they remind me that I do not have to walk bare foot upon the stones.

I once raced along life’s highways, working frenziedly for things of wealth.
I see now as I walk more slowly, that which I had passed by unseen.
For by giving up some luxury of life, I have found more time for beauty.
Without riches, I have more treasure in simple things once taken for granted.

Fine rugs can only soften my step, they cannot teach me how to walk
Do not pity me, for life has taught me more than I could teach myself,

In the hardships I have learned to survive, and appreciate simpler things.
When I sit and enjoy the twilight show of a setting sun, I pray for those who cannot see,
I close my eyes and feel the warmth, and listen to the wind as they do, and enjoy it still.

I take a moment to reflect upon what I have enjoyed this day.
And when the morrow comes, I will seek out other of life’s simple treasures.

Do not pity me, for my treasures abound… in life.

© Ron Walker
April 28, 2003

15 thoughts on “Friday Prose “Do not pity me”

    1. Your so right. I realized that when we had lost everything. We survived with the bare essentials for a while. It makes you see, and appreciate, that which is taken for granted.

  1. So beautiful! An “attitude of gratitude” is sure to follow a loss… I’m not familiar with all you’ve been through, but whatever it was sure made you appreciate life in all its glory!

    1. I wrote about it once, perhaps in the future I will post it. Hard times can certainly make you appreciate what you do have. Thanks so much for the nice comment.

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