Of all the blessings I can count, a few I hold most dear.
I'll take a quiet moment to enumerate them here.
There's Bill, my knight in armour for longer than fifty years,
Breadwinner, sweetheart, sometimes nurse, and calmer of my fears.
Four daughters and a son, our gifts received in younger days,
Then multiplied to fill our hearts with grandkids' loving ways.
A country home with lots of space, surrounded by the trees;
A place to spot a buck or doe, and feel a gentle breeze.
In winter's chill, the furnace warms and keeps goosebumps away;
In summer's heat, well, I don't mind hot weather every day!
We have a car to get around to where we want to go;
The luxury to stay at home when threatened by the snow.
My computer is a blessing that helps me write a poem;
Paper and ink inspire me to think of a rhyming tome.
My little dog, a crazy pup, who doesn't quite obey,
But likes to dash away from me when I tell her to "Stay!"
I feel God's hand upon me when I'm rising in the morn.
I know He knit me in the womb before I e'er was born.
On Sundays when I go to church, I thank God for His day;
I sing along to praise His Name, I hear His Word and pray.
He sent His Son to earth to die in payment for my sin,
And I'm most thankful for the day I knew I needed Him.
My blessings may seem simple, but my loving Lord supplies;
Why complain about life's trials when I'm precious in His eyes?