blessings

Blessings

As I recall fond memories

Of life as it used to be,

I realize just how precious were

All the blessings God gave to me.

He gave me loving parents

Who tried to raise me right.

We went to church each Sunday

And said our prayers each night.

Then, when I grew up and married

The man God brought to me,

I thought my life was perfect

No better life could be.

I was wrong, more blessings came

When I became a mother.

God blessed me with a precious girl,

Then, soon, gave me another.

I don't know why He loved me so

To bless me with so much.

But, eternally I'll thank Him

For His tender, loving touch.

Copyright Gloria Martel