The Diffference n Our Lives
Written by: Rose Marie Rideout
March 08,2009

Amazing how we feel,
When in the surf and sun,
Watching how other cultures strive,
While we are out just for fun.

The different way they survive,
From one day to the next,
When taking home a pay cheque,
Is what we’ve grown to expect.

Could we depend on our talents,
To provide food and shelter for kin,
What is it that we could do,
Would we know where to begin.

What they have they freely offer,
Smiles they so willingly share,
Accepting you’re bickering offers,
To show how much they care.

They tell me this is the way of life,

The right way to play the game,
But my eyes open wide to their needs,
I can’t play, I’d hang my head in shame.

Beautiful dogs left by the wayside,
Left to starve and slowly die,
My heart jumped right in at the sight,
Inside I began to gently cry.

They don’t see what I see before me,
For they face this every single day,
Houses falling to the ground,
They say this is their way.

Yet they welcome you with a smile,
Everyday into their home,
Willing to share everything they have,
Never making you feel different or alone.