Everyday Treasures

Waking every morning, Heart beating in my chest, Deep breaths taken and released: I'm alive and I am blessed. My eyes can see the beauty, Of God's glorious creation. His flora and His fauna, Fill me with admiration. My ears can hear the crickets chirp, And a baby's fretful cry, Children laughing as they play, And the softest heartfelt sigh. I can feel the sun upon my face, And sand between my toes. My voice can speak, my mind can think, And I can smell a rose. I tend to take for granted, These "little" treasures of each day, But should I lose a single one, I'd be filled with much dismay. So I choose to wake each morning, And thank my God above, For all these priceless treasures, And especially for His love.