December 1, 2015 How Can I Complain 10 Comments How can I complain, With food, shelter and clothing A place to call home. I am not ravaged by war, Despised by much of the world. This joyous season Take the time to remember… We are truly blessed. ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~ Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related Posted by Dom DiFrancesco in Poetry Tagged: alone, blessings, Christmas, compassion, despised, empathy, grateful, hatred, homeless, humanity, love, refugee, refugees, sympathy, Syrian refugees, thankfulness, thanks, thanksgiving
I suppose that I am as guilty of this as anyone though I am always trying to change my ways. Thanks Morgan. Reply
AMEN, so true. we do tend to overlook the “commonplace” blessings we enjoy everyday.
I suppose that I am as guilty of this as anyone though I am always trying to change my ways. Thanks Morgan.
that is all we can do :) reminds me of the song “man in the mirror” ;)
It kind of does doesn’t it, great song choice. :)
Yes we are blessed Dom! A great post.
Thank you very much Nicodemas, I appreciate it.
We have quite a lot to be thankful. :)
Indeed we do, I just wish more of us would realize it. :)
Reminds me of a song I like called “How Can I Keep From Singing?”
Thank you Elaine I’m glad. :)