Thank you God for freedom like an eagle gliding in the sky.
Thank you for eyes to see your magnificent creation
Like the mountains way up high.
Thank you for the ability to hear music pleasing
To the Spirit
I love to hear it.
Thank you God for the sense of smell like roses
Which are so sweet-smelling.
Thank you for the sense of touch
Like holding a baby even if screaming and yelling.
Thank you for the ability to imagine into the future
As it moves faster than a wild stallion.
I simply hope for a roof over my head
And food that is Italian.
Thank you God for my daily bread as I smell pizza
And know it will taste out of sight.
Thank you for hopes and dreams
As I look ahead with a future so bright.
Thank you for what’s still beyond my reach
Like the horizon on the other side of the tree.
I have faith in you God and thank you
For loving me so much to send your Son to die for thee.
By Mark Shields – © 5-18-2013
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