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Dearest Lord,
Thank you for the little things
That fill my heart with hope.
For thinking of these little things
Sure seems to change the scope...
Budding flowers, seedling trees,
A warm afternoon and a cool summer breeze;
The lady bug, the butterfly,
Big puffy clouds in a baby blue sky;
The clover patch, the honey bee,
A Sunday brunch or afternoon tea;
The sparkle of a midnight star,
And wishing on it from afar;
The calming effect of an evening rain,
As it taps against the window pane.
For all these things I can't complain!
So, when my life seems rough to me
I think of all your kindness brings,
And I find my spirits lifted up,
For you truly give my soul its wings.
Yes, Thank You Lord, for the little things.
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