We tend to pray for our have nots
Forgetting what we have.If it is sunny, we want rain,
If raining, sun’s our salve.
So let me offer my thanks now,
Since I am in between.
The rain has just let go its sway,
The sun’s out to be seen.
I’m grateful for the warm, bright sky,
The breeze that hits the spot,
And for a chance to be thankful
Before it’s too darned hot!
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