Taking it for Granted

Forsaken Gratitude

We take for granted the air,
And every breath you take;
That it shall always be there,
And that it will never forsake.

We take for granted the water,
Having an abundance to drink;
And as the days become hotter,
That the supply will not shrink.

We take for granted of the sun,
Each and every day so bright;
Not worrying as the day is done,
Tomorrow will bring forth light.

We take for granted every day,
That our eyes are able to see;
Allowing you to find your way,
Exactly where you want to be.

We take for granted many things,
But seldom do we say thank you;
To God and the grace He brings,
The One we owe everything to.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright ©2006 Richard Newton Sherrer

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