Gratitude

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As i look across

the years gone by,

i count my wondrous

blessings by the score,

and wonder if i could

have helped out more,

doing as much for God

as he has done for me.

My heart is filled with

passing memories,

as i remember the joys

and sorrows of yesterday,

and wonder, if with God's help,

i can make sunshine come

to our lives again.

To my loved ones

and friends as well,

that all their thoughts

of God be all embracing,

like the summer

winds and rain,

and each moonlight

will light the way back to

their hearts again.

Though the steps i

take from here,

may be a bit slower

than in years gone by,

i pray i will see a

great deal more

of the good things

for all of us.

I certainly hope

we all have more

gratitude for all

God has done for us.

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Please Give Us Courage

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Oh Lord,

give us strength

this day to

do the work

thou has assigned

us in this life,

and the courage

to see it through.

Please let us

be glad it is ours

alone to do.

It is whenever a

task is mighty hard,

and the outcome

is deepest in doubt,

that the richest

joys of faith,

answers all

our prayers.

Without which life

would not be

worth living.

Please, oh God,

give us strength

ourselves,

to work it out.

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Glorious Days Of Youth

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Those were the springtime

years of learning,

there, in the old

hollow by the creek.

You watched each spring

by her new blooms,

and the summer send her

sun warmed support.

Autumn colored the hillsides,

the glorious hues of fall.

You watched the lazy

leaves as they fell,

on the fantasy land

of youthful dreams.

The willows along the creek

became your castle halls,

the tall green grass

your ponies small,

the weeds your weapons tall.

The flowers were

your growing children,

the buds grew,

their petals opened full.

Some were weak,

and soon fell.

The strong ones survived

the summers blistering heat.

You welcomed all

natures children,

as you dreamed

your youthful halls.

You ate the delicious berries,

and chock cherries,

and drank of the cold,

invigorating spring water.

You even sang with the wind,

vowing someday to return

to your youthful dream world.

Yet, somehow you forgot

and left your land of dreams,

hungry for adventure,

wanting to taste the richness

of the worldly feast.

Those worldly activities

have all been lean years,

hoping you are ready

to return to your dream castle

and willows along the creek.

The flowers are

still blooming there,

the wind is still singing

it's song of youth.

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