Oh God I wake to yet another day
And at first glance I'm not so sure that's good
For I have work to do and bills to pay
So I get started doing what I should
But as the day goes on I realize
The blessings that are mine each day I wake
And so it makes no sense to demonize
That which helps me on the path I take
For life is what occurs each day we live
Nothing more than what each one has been
And in the end we're judged on what we give
Not on what we get or what we win
So God thank you for yet another day
For family, for job and work and health
For granting me the wisdom that I may
Truly understand what is true wealth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your rhyming really is spot on - great stuff.