Gratitude

My Day

a poem by Alan Casey

Each morning I wake up

looking for those golden rays from the skies,

Hoping that I will not see the color of gray

closing off the view from my eyes.

So, then I am thankful for a sky of blue

with funny shaped clouds floating along,

Brightening up my day, making me smile,

giving me the feeling that nothing can go wrong.

Then each night before I go to sleep

my heart fills with that certain feeling

I find myself thanking the Lord

for giving me something to believe in.

"But in your hearts set apart Christ as Lord.  Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have.  But do this with gentleness and respect."  I Peter 3:15