counting blessings,
can't get to one
grateful for ...
for ...
twisted messages
broken dreams
shattered faith
close my eyes
screeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaam
grateful for ...
for ...
.... I exhale
grateful for ...
... breath
for what
He's taken
and what
He's left
behind ...
grateful for ...
children ...
"... one, two, buckle my shoe.."
counting blessings,
the best I can do
today ...
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Prayers to the families in Oklahoma in this time of grief and tragedy.
Powerful. Sometimes it's hard to remain grateful, but it sure does help in so many ways.
ReplyDeleteAfter something like the tornado in Oklahoma happens we are reminded again of what is REALLY important in life.
ReplyDeletesome days it is a little harder...my children are one i always come back to...i like the inclusion of the nursery rhyme...one of the earliest memories i have of counting....
ReplyDeleteIt's the best/most any of us can do right now .... great write, Sam!!
ReplyDeleteA well0written and very appropriate response to a terrible tragedy.
ReplyDeleteYes, to count our blessings ~ Prayers for all those affected by this tragedy ~
ReplyDeleteGrace
A very real glimpse into a discouraging day here. Thanks for posting.
ReplyDeleteOur deepest prayers are with you peggy. God Bless.
DeleteReally a beautiful piece. Ive read it over and over.
ReplyDeleteSome days it's definitely harder than others. Breathing is a good thing and our children always. Your poem felt like a prayer and to that I say Amen.
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