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Be ThankfulI want to count my blessings everyday I live I thank the Lord for all He gives Altho we don't have wealth We have something greater we have health Don't forget these things to be thankful for Don't beg and cry give me more Remember the sun, the rain, to make things grow many things we need so Love in our heart will grow as we travel down life's way If we remember other folks in need each and every day Love ones come, then pass beyond leaving us with a griving heart Our hopes are penned upon meeting again never to part In mansions fair and streets of gold Where we will have joy in measures untold To be with Jesus for ever and ever Sickness and sorrows, we'll know never Norma Duncan (c) 1978 copyright 2003/2004 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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