I thank the Lord in the heavens above,
for the air, with each new breathe I take,
family and friends, those whom I love,
helping me with the decisions I make.
Giving thanks for rain and raging rivers,
for the grass that grows upon the ground,
all the goodness and happiness He delivers,
beauty, mystery, and excitement of the land.
I am so grateful to just see each new day,
thankful of Love and our human emotions,
so happy the Lord helps to show us the way,
my heart holds love, honor, and devotion.
The simple pleasures come from God’s grace,
from rainbows that stretch across the blue sky,
to candy, good food, and even satin and lace,
questions, answers to things we know not why.
I give thanks for each day I spent on this earth,
whether the sun is shining or it’s pouring rain,
wondrous pleasures I’ve discovered since birth,
apologizing that man has caused so much pain.
Samuel,
This reminds me so much of the poem I wrote, Did I Ever Thank You. I hope you read it. You have written a beautiful poem, Samuel. Its a keeper.
Christmas - only days away; plastic snowmen and glowing reindeer adorn the lawns of neighborhoods all across America. All is calm, all is bright, and yet there is something tragically wrong about this Christmas night.
With swift passage thr
This reminds me so much of the poem I wrote, Did I Ever Thank You. I hope you read it. You have written a beautiful poem, Samuel. Its a keeper.
Many blessings to you,
~Linda