Friday, September 14, 2007

Thank You LORD


Even though I clutch my blanket and growl
When the alarm rings
Thank you lord that I can hear
There are many who are deaf.

Even though I keep my eyes closed
Against the morning light as long as possible
Thank you lord that I can see
Many are blind

Even though I huddle in my bed
And put off rising
Thank you lord that I have
The strength to rise
There are many who are bedridden.

Even though the first hour of my day is hectic
When socks are lost, toast is burned and tempers are short,
My children are so loud.
Thank you lord for my family
There are many who are lonely.

Even though our breakfast table
Never looks like the pictures in magazines
And menu is at time balanced.
Thank you lord for the food we have
There are many who are hungry

Even though the routine of my job is often monotonous
Thank you lord for the opportunity to work
There are many who have no job.

3 comments:

(¯`•._.•[Raaji]•._.•´¯) said...

Beautiful Poem :)
I share the same sentiments.
I don't know if you read this or not but quite recently i wrote something similar:
http://raajii.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-thank-you-lord.html

aashely said...

quite moving poem which reflects every next's response to the Lord..

zazafeefi said...

well written. the Lord works in mysterious ways..sometimes in our lives we all genuinely forget about the Lords existance..