Amazed at Gods goodness
I roam these city streets
Every where Gods goodness
Laid remindedly at my feet
I gaze in awe at creation
As I see a new borns face
A mothers proud and gentle smile
I little child gazing into space
Just these small and simple things
We should be thankful for
Instead of complaints and sad faces
And always wanting more
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