all these days

So, thinking these days About all the times I prayed Thanks be to God Things worked out and I’m only somewhat odd This place has filled my lungs With the freshest air Nothing quite like living up here We say the words, “Thanks be to Him” And I’m ready to begin To write the best I can To not be bland To think the words into being Can’t believe all the success I’m seeing Don’t ache for the old days anymore But being happy with what I got Couldn’t find a better spot on the pond Rebirth feels like summer all year long cs