louis rams

Freshman - 794 Points (09/13/1943 / new york city)

Counting My Blessings - Poem by louis rams

I count my blessings every day, and so many prayers that I must say
I sense your presence all around, for so many people your life they’ve found
They’ve read your life and heard the praise
And their lives have surely changed.
It is not gigantic miracles that we see, but the little ones
That you give to me.
A beautiful day, a smile from a stranger, a song which is sung
A church bell that is rung, a child which found its way.by seeking you out
What more can I say.
A person in the hospital which they say is about to die.
Then believers pray and they cry – then their tears are seen
And their voices heard, and you create your miracle without a word.
You give us hope when we feel all hope is gone
But show us the way to carry on.
I am counting my blessings for all that I have
And the miracles you created for me, and for a loving family.


Comments about Counting My Blessings by louis rams

  • Gold Star - 14,297 Points * Sunprincess * (1/19/2014 6:54:00 PM)

    ............very nice... sure we could never finish counting... (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,836 Points S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (1/19/2014 1:43:00 AM)

    A poem so great in recounting divine blessings n even d lil miracles. Wow! Thumbs up cheers! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 18, 2014



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