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”