Jailbird at BedtimeI am a very lucky fella' (slang pronunciation of fellow). I don't go hungry. I have a place to live. I have a wonderful friend to keep me company at home (Edgar). I have a mother and sister who are always doing things for me, and giving me presents like it's always my birthday. I also have many simply marvelous friends that I get to talk to each week at the Library so they can practice speaking and listening (yes, I do talk a lot) to the English language. And they also give me many things, including their friendship. And yes, they take me to lunch, and have me over for dinner. So, like I said, I am a very lucky guy.
But there are many people in the world who are not so lucky. They are homeless, sick, alone, and/or hungry. It is important to remember them as we live are blessed lives. It is important for us to help them when we are able.
Life will never be fair. It is up to us to try to balance the scales, to try to make right those things that we see are wrong. It is up to us to try to bring fairness in to our lives, and the lives of those around us. Even if just a little bit. It is not an easy thing to do, but maybe, it should be the price for the wonderful life we have. Maybe, it is only fair that we try to share it.
But there are many people in the world who are not so lucky. They are homeless, sick, alone, and/or hungry. It is important to remember them as we live are blessed lives. It is important for us to help them when we are able.
Life will never be fair. It is up to us to try to balance the scales, to try to make right those things that we see are wrong. It is up to us to try to bring fairness in to our lives, and the lives of those around us. Even if just a little bit. It is not an easy thing to do, but maybe, it should be the price for the wonderful life we have. Maybe, it is only fair that we try to share it.
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