the gift

comes to us each morning sometimes tied with stands of sunshine and sometimes wrapped in clouds of gray

each day holds a blessing if we look at life this way

some days are filled with challenges to teach us things we need to know

some days are like a magic carpet that effortlessly seems to flow

each day is a special occasion designed to enrich my soul, if i accept this attitude each day is wonderful

sometimes we get presents that mark an event, and we enjoy laughter and song

but the real ”Gift ” comes every morning when we are blessed to open our eyes

life is the ”gift”