This is not a subject that I have touched on, but it certainly exists here.
On Sundays and Thursdays the bean/corn/rice people set up out across the street from us and sell their products out of 50 pound bags. (They all cost around 50 cents a pound.)
Inevitably beans will fall onto the ground, left there, because that's what happens with food that falls on the ground in the road.
On Sundays and Thursdays the bean/corn/rice people set up out across the street from us and sell their products out of 50 pound bags. (They all cost around 50 cents a pound.)
Inevitably beans will fall onto the ground, left there, because that's what happens with food that falls on the ground in the road.
It is coffee season right now, which means that people are busy working. The jobs and income for the people here have already started disappearing as the season comes to a close. I wish that I could wave a magic wand and make poverty disappear....
Especially when I see things like this:
Especially when I see things like this:
Someone picking up fallen beans.
I know that there is greatness in opposites...
to know happieness better you must experience sadness...
to be more thankful for health you must experience sickness...
to want heat you must have felt the cold...
.... but I wish that picking up beans from amidst rocks, dirt, and garbage didn't have to happen.
I wish that we could help everyone... we do what we can, but it will never be enough.
I know that there is greatness in opposites...
to know happieness better you must experience sadness...
to be more thankful for health you must experience sickness...
to want heat you must have felt the cold...
.... but I wish that picking up beans from amidst rocks, dirt, and garbage didn't have to happen.
I wish that we could help everyone... we do what we can, but it will never be enough.
4 comments:
I'm speechless..I'm not sure what to say................................Feed them
Sure makes me appreciate what we have
Wow. Thank you for sharing this post.
I was telling some friends about you and your wonderful family. They were amazed that somebody would do that. And it made me think how amazing you ARE! Your blogs are always so thoughtful, never complaining, making the most of what you have in the moment. Thank you for encouraging us all want to live in the moment, and to do and be better. Thank you!
So sad. But your poem is right. We need to feel before we can appreciate.
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