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Lord, help me to be thankful every day
For the "little things" that come my way.
The early morning sunrise at the crack of dawn;
The dew and the mist that cover my lawn;
My health that permits me to arise
Each morning to cook breakfast, and as I surmise
The various chores of the day ahead
Help me to view them with zeal, not dread.

Lord, help me to see your view of life,
To be more helpful to others in the daily strife
Of survival to the end in this temporary place
To love so that I may come face to face
with You forever in Paradise, the home of the soul
When in death I close my eyes and reach my goal.

Edelle Falkner 1916-2009