For all of you........a simple thought

Sometimes this mortal coil, for which we strain and strive,
can beat us down, and make us wonder why we are alive.
When weary of my earthly form, I think on blessings given,
and count each friend, a precious gem, in flight my spirits risen.
I worry less, about this shell, the pain the soreness too,
and think about how much they bless, and then I am not so blue.
Thank you my friends, my sweetest joys, my life is so complete.
How much you lift my burdens, and make my life so sweet.
Ginger G.

can beat us down, and make us wonder why we are alive.
When weary of my earthly form, I think on blessings given,
and count each friend, a precious gem, in flight my spirits risen.
I worry less, about this shell, the pain the soreness too,
and think about how much they bless, and then I am not so blue.
Thank you my friends, my sweetest joys, my life is so complete.
How much you lift my burdens, and make my life so sweet.
Ginger G.
