3:40 AM 6/12/2007
each day i wake up
to the morning song of birds
the grass glistens with dew
the sun creeps over the horizon
what a blessing it is
to be alive
the song of daddy
as sleepy eyes awake
the smell of pancakes
and maple syrup
peace of mind
from a wonderful job
the spark of inspiration
success of a home project
curious eyes of a child
a confiding thought
knowing you're ok
because you're my son
the magic of music
the love of God
stretching these old toes
through the cool, green grass
the smell of fresh air
the majesty of nature
a pillar of waterfall
respect for a tall redwood
my wife's blue eyes
her radiant smile
the gentle brush of a hand
and warmth of a kiss
so much to acknowledge
His hand in my life
what a blessing it is
to live and be alive
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