My Blessings

Counting blessings always brings me Peace, and an understanding of how amazingly fortunate I am.

A dry Roof

Over my Head

A warm Blanket

To cover my Bed

A good woman to Hold

Children running 'Round

A Spring nice and Cold

Joy in every Sound 

Rain falling from the Sky

A Mountain to gaze Upon

A lazy river flowing By

Catch my Dream before it's Gone

A bright sunny Morning

The Moonlit Starry Night

The one that I'm Adoring

Staying here within my Sight

A hammock that softly Sways

Good food to nourish Me

Always finding new Ways

That I might cherish Thee

A quiet pond like a Mirror

A forest holding all the Wisdom 

As I am ever growing Clearer

On the Dream about to Come

A sheer cliff that rises above Me

A valley stretched out Below

I declare that I am Free

For there is No One that I Owe