COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS

Sun sheds its rays earthward--most shining golden hue
Neath a heavenly dome of perfection--sky of aqua blue
Not a cloud to be seen be grand landscape pure green
The world a lovely mural--panoramic beauty serene
Her eyes observe in pleasure a scene of beauty grand
Enfolding all in comfort--as from Love's sacred hand
Her spirit seems to sing out in praise--oh so glad
Then silently within opens--why is her heart so sad
'Tis grand indeed to stand tall--embracing all glory
Yet the masses neath Love's heavenly sky--tragic story
Happiness is a true treasure twere it wider in scope
To assist and persevere precious lives without hope
As her heart observes in silence personal mural serene
She prays with a pang of hope--an earth's peaceful scene