Isn’t it a
blessing to wake up
To the
singing of cuckoos at dawn?
Isn’t it a
joy to rise up hearing
The cooing
of doves at the lawn?
Isn’t it a
blessing to open the eyes
With
prayerful words in mind?
Isn’t it a
blessing to be breathing
And glorify
the Almighty Lord kind?
Isn’t it a
blessing to think good thoughts
Happy reality around that can create?
With a
basket of blessings in hands
The people and the air to permeate?
Blessings I
hold in my palms plenty
and more I
will receive living the day
Isn’t it a blessing
I can appreciate
And have a
voice “thank you” to say?
Xavier Bage
Thursday, March
08, 2018
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