For My Home - Poem by Edna Hirons
Dear Lord, I thank you for my home,
For these four walls to call my own
Where in life's solitude and rest
I am with those I love the best.
I thank you for their love as well
That makes it possible to dwell
In peace and comfort such as ours.
I thank you for the fragrant flowers
That bloom the whole long summer through
And for the rain and sunshine, too,
And friends and neighbors on our street.
I thank you Lord, for life complete.
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