Thankful
Where would I be without the three?
Father, Son, and Ghost, to you I make this toast
Father who gave me life
Son who set me free
Spirit who filled me with your love
The three who held the key
Thank you for never leaving my side
Even when doubt set in
I always felt your presence although the light inside grew dim
I'm thankful for your blessings, even the ones that came in disguise
For it's from those that I've learned the most; the trials of my life
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