Small Blessings

You thank God for the little things
That make for a brighter day,
The loving mate, the caring child
Who calls when far away.
You're thankful for the gift of health,
Though you may not be as bright,
And not as strong as once you were
And you don't sleep as well at night.
Still, you're better off than others,
Your problems are relatively few,
Compared to those with no roof o'er their heads
Or no sight and unable to do
The simplest things for themselves,
Like walking or fixing a meal.
When you contemplate others' problems
Your little problems don't even seem real.
So, you bow your head to your God
And thank him for being so kind,
And ask the Lord in his mercy
To keep all the others in mind.

~ Mary Eileen Butera ~
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[ by: Mary Eileen Butera, Copyright © 2014 -- {used with permission} ]