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Blessings
by David Pekrul Often when I see the sunset resting in the west, And think about the day that now is gone, I reminisce about the past and know that I've been blessed, With gratitude I wait to see the dawn. Often when I hold my kids, I thank the Lord above, That love and joy has found its way within, For when I look around about at how some other's live, I understand the way it could have been. Often there is discontentment and a lack of love, And pain and sorrow have the upper hand, Instead of putting family first, it's all about careers, Instead of rock, they build upon the sand. Seldom do I envy those who live with wealth and fame, To have those things, they often paid a price, So I am just content to live with riches from above, And thank the Lord for blessings in my life. www.myhiddenvoice.com The poetry of David Ronald Bruce Pekrul If this article is used in any publication, please send a copy of the publication to David Pekrul at 170 Carr Cres. Okotoks, AB T1S 1E3 Canada E-Mail: [email protected] Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |