Compare Not

I compared myself to others
Though they pleaded for me not
And when given what I coveted
I was discouraged with what I got

I realized I was happier
Before jealousy could imploy
Upon the articles I lusted for
And comparison stole my joy

I then threw away the fragments
Of which once I thought were jewels
And polished up my own fair mite
Made fine again by tools

I then surveyed my kingdom
Though humble be it’s worth
As told by wiser ones than me
To learn from time of birth

“Compare not yourself to others,
Do not crave another’s gold,
Or you’ll never find true happiness”
That’s how the proverb’s told