OFTEN WHEN LIFE SEEMS DEPRESSING
I SIT AROUND MOPING FOR HOURS
WHEN I SHOULD BE COUNTING MY BLESSINGS
THAT GOD SENT DOWN TO ME IN SHOWERS.
"MY FRIENDS WHO'D DO ANYTHING FOR ME;
MY HUSBAND WHOSE LOVE IS SO TRUE.
MY CHILDREN WHO SIMPLY ADORE ME
AND PROVE IT BY ALL THAT THEY DO.
MY CHURCH WHERE WE WORSHIP TOGETHER
WITH BROTHERS AND SISTERS IN CHRIST.
MY SAVIOR WHO'LL LEAVE ME, NO NEVER
THROUGH ALL OF MY TROUBLE AND STRIFE.
FROM NOW ON WHEN LIFE SEEMS DEPRESSING.
WHEN TROUBLES AND SORROWS BEFALL,
I'LL THINK ABOUT SOME OF MY BLESSINGS.
HOW COULD I REMEMBER THEM ALL?
This poem was a finalist in the
August 2011 poetry contest