Things didn't look so bad.

Today I shared with someone else,

A little bit of hope I had.

Today I sang a little song,

And felt my heart grow light.

I walked a happy little mile,

With not a cloud in sight.

Today I worked with what I had,

And longed for nothing more,

And what had seemed like only weeds,

Were flowers at my door.

Today I loved a little more,

And complained a little less.

And in the giving of myself,