Lately, I've been thinking a lot about being gracious and how important that is and that often brings me to a poem I learned as a child. My mom had it up in her kitchen and as I would do dishes for our large family, I would read it. I think I had it memorized by the time I was in middle school. The author of this poem is unknown, but it sure has meant a lot to me through the years. Here it is:
Thank God for dirty dishes.
They have a tale to tell.
While others may go hungry,
We are eating very well!
With home and health
and happiness.
We shouldn't want to fuss
for by the
stack of evidence
God has been good to us!!!
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