And once again be by the lake;
With mountains looming all around,
Blessings like this aren't hard to take.
The size fits us just perfectly,
Now that we are down to just three;
All is in a place of its own,
Including the dogs, Jon and me.
Things to do not too far away,
Jon's school is better than his old;
Off the mountain and farther south,
Thank You God, it's not quite so cold.
But soon the lake may be frozen,
Then I can simply drive across;
There is nothing to fear they say,
In eighty years only twelve lost.
Today we woke up to light rain,
Groton has six inches of snow;
Thank You, my Lord, for blessing us,
In Your wisdom we trust, You know.
Yes, this was a very smart move,
There are less headaches all around;
Let me always listen to You,
With God, infinite peace I've found.
I've been moved in more ways than one,
Now one more step closer to You;
Blessings You continue to give,
In ways before, I never knew.
Thank You, my Lord, for loving us,
We're richer than we've ever been;
You've filled our cup to overflow,
My Lord, may I say thanks again?
~ Paul D. Berube ~