We could count our sorrows
But tell me, what would we gain?
For the blessing of tomorrow
Often sprouts within the rain
So we should count our blessings
For we cannot really know
The depth of their conception
Or the Stream from whence they flow
© Janet Martin
The sun smiles in puddle-mirrors
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Share all you like:) Thank-you Bradley and to God be the glory!
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