When I go to sleep
After a day of hard work
I keep my eyes closed
And slip away into pitch dark
And I think of those
Who have been working
Day and night without
Any rest and been struggling
To make both ends meet
How lucky I am to have born
With so much to enjoy
And wake up fresh each morn
O God thanks very much
For your love and kindness
Like you blessed me with
A good life to all you must bless
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem on the Thankful to God