Every Day

I wake up to rain dribbling down the gutter, on a cool February morn,

And I pause in the moment, to thank God again for my being born,

As I look out my window, the sun bursts through the clouds and starts to burn,

This causes the birds to start singing, each one taking its own turn,

Winter is taking off his old thick coat, and Spring is putting on her dress,

But I am anxious in just this moment, to see how God will bless,

For I take too much for granted, a miracle is in each day's living,

As an individual creation, may I share all the good things I am given,

Because of the rapid pace this world sets, I have to slow things down,

I know I am amazed by the beauty in this life, if I stop to look around,

It isn't meant for us to be, sad or angry about everything,

I have found within my faith, the peace, joy, and love only God can bring,

So I will cherish the truth of salvation, that will last through eternity,

For Jesus did something for me, that no one else could do for me,

That is why this wonderful morning, for an old friend I can pray,

And tomorrow no matter the weather, I'll thank God for another beautiful day.

Randy "Pops" Stone 02-17-13