More Often Than You Used To
M-ore often than you used to,
Y-ou count every blessing;
C-alling on the Father's name,
A-sking for a fresh morning.
J-ust always wear a smile,
O-bliterating the mare's nest;
Y-our hearrt is filled with joy,
C-heer is shared in
E-arnest.
A-llow the day to break,
L-et the sun shine the light;
F-rom dusk till dawn think
O-f the twinkling star at
N-ight.
F-ill your mind with mirth,
L-etting it enjoy the grace;
O-ctober twelfth occasion
R-elieves the pain in the place.
E-xpect tomorrow will come to bring thrill to the view;
S-ee the beacon in the sky more often than you used to.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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