I see a clear, dark blue sky covered with stars twinkling
That lights up my little world.
I am at peace with my God.
I am not rich with gold and it doesn't matter to me at all,
For I am rich with love, a millionaire,
And I am thankful for the little that I have.
I give thanks to my God for what He has made of me. So as I look around at the world
And see a lot of greed and hate,
It makes me very sad.
I say a little prayer for those who are trapped in this world
Of greed and hate.
And when my prayer is over,
I can open my eyes and I see the beauty of my little world,
That is filled with love and care.
I can't help but as always,
To be thankful for what I have.
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