I really like this simple but powerfully stated poem by Robert Growing Hamilton called “I Walked A Mile.” It is only two stanzas but has a lot to say:
“I walked a mile with Pleasure;
She chatted all the way
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow;
And ne’er a word said she
But, oh! The things I learned from her,
When Sorrow walked with me.”
I completely agree with what he said in this poem for I have received many more blessings from Sorrow than ever I did from Pleasure! Please share your thoughts with me on this poem!