I’m thankful that each time I rise
This world of mine exudes surprise
Or should I make my way to sleep
The grandeur shown is mine to keep.
I’m grateful that I have this choice
And eagerness to lift my voice,
Skies overhead will shimmer bright
While clouds may hide the eye of night.
The sun and moon remain the same
The nighttime stars retain their name
The breezes sing and wave and call
The seas about us rise and fall.
The oceans all will ebb and flow
The winters winds will rage and blow
Magnificence one cannot buy
God rules our earth and air and sky !
Claire V. Bogdanos 