"Thank God it was me"!

“Why me”, she cried. “Why me”?

Her child had just died

“What did I do”?

There was no reply.

Her father lay ill on the hospital bed

It was not long before they pronounced him dead

Of a disease much afeared

Life had once again taken away someone who was so dear

God, you made my father suffer, please spare my mom

Let no ill health near her come

God laughed, kept her mother in good physical health

But illness struck her mind, a person's greatest wealth

“Why me” she did not cry again

Although her heart was ridden with pain

“Why me” was something she could never know

So the best way out was to let it go

But it appeared life with her was not done

It seemed as if she always lost and life always won

Now ill health caused her to give up her job

She took it squarely on the chin with not so much as a sob

For one can cry, one can mourn

From grief one can be utterly torn

But life she realized must go on

A new woman had from her been born

She suddenly found she had a lot of time

She found words to express herself in prose as well as rhyme

She found time to look at the world around

New birds, glorious sunsets, life's meaning profound

Peace and happiness were now with her to stay

Let life hit out at her as hard as it may

Happiness she realized she did not have to run behind

All she had to do was to look within peace to find

“Thank God it was me”she happily cried

She'd never have realized no matter how hard she tried

Life had given her a million occasions

To understand its most important lessons

Life's vicissitudes bring a golden chance

To take at its real meaning a glance

Never despair when it gives you a blow

You'll learn your lessons no matter how slow

Thus you take a step on your spiritual path

As your raise yourself from the aftermath

Of a lesson taught by a teacher most stern

Who knows just what you need to learn