Learning from peer

When I become a bit depressed,

I count the ways in which I am blessed,

When I become a bit depressed,

I count the ways in which I am blessed,

And notice those with heavier crosses,

Who seem to turn to gain, their losses.

They always seem eager to share.

A loaf, a smile, a hopeful prayer.

And walk the way of happiness,

Giving more, asking less..