A thankful heart wears gold smile <br />We are the field with bountiful harvest <br />A deceitful mind scorn pass byers <br />They're greedy with the seed they sow <br /> <br />They call me names in my face <br />Thought I was going to be hateful, am not <br />They hate my guts and prove it <br />Thought I was going to return their hate <br /> <br />I am too favoured to wear a frown <br />Why will I bother over mere mortals <br />I am favoured with unmerited crown <br />Why will I not make melody to God <br /> <br />Make peace like melody from strings of violin <br />Make peace all thankful heart, hate is a broken cord<br /><br />Matthias Pantaleon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thankful-37/
