Yet to see the light of the day..
How many blessings I pray!
Simple joys, laughter and togetherness:
All that is so priceless to say.
Sometime spent in gathering-
Gathering what's right,
Knowing my own good.
Soul searching helps me guess,
Count what is more, not what is less.
How many blessings I pray!
Yet to see light of the day...
Look how best things are in life.
Want to find how much I strive!
Clarity is now food for my soul.
Not perfection but preparedness
I must say...find something good each day.
Keep faith strong and worries at bay.
How many blessings I pray!
Yet to see the light of the day..
Yet to see the light of the day...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem