Written by CJ
As I was driving through the country one day
I met a stranger along the way.
He waved to me as I passed by
But he never said a word
And I never questioned why.
I wondered about his simplistic life;
I admired his strength and his strife.
How hard his every day must be,
No material or worldly pleasures
Unlike you and me.
His life is not convenient, no, not at all.
If we need clothes, we go to the mall,
If we get hot, we turn on the air.
And the most amazing thing is,
He does not care.
That day I realized you are not like me,
We are all as different as different can be.
At times we need help to carry our load.
And as we travel through life
We should learn to share the road.