If I would tell you about my suffering,
That story would scare you and make you sad,

But there is no reason for sadness
For telling is how we recognize the value

Of beauty so generous, so simple
That we do not notice it.

Busy with the ugliness of the expensive success
We forget the easiness of free beauty

Lying sad right around the corner,
Only an instant removed,

Unnoticed and squandered.

Dejan Stojanovic

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/serious-business/