When the sun mugs the morning <br />and I hear that coffee pot pouring <br />I dropp to my knees and pray <br /> <br />I have a talk with the good lord <br />For all of you I put in a good word <br />if you listen you can hear me say <br /> <br />Thanks for all you've given <br />and all my easy living <br />and all the things you kept away <br /> <br />Thanks for the seasons <br />and all the many reasons <br />I am glad to start again each day <br /> <br />I praise you and your son <br />For all the things you've done <br />and the blessings you sent our way. <br /> <br />Bless those Lord <br />That have gone before <br />Tell em we'll see them one day <br /> <br />Thank you for your grace and kindness <br />loving us despite our blindness <br />We love you each and every day <br /> <br />We sing your name <br />With nothing but praise <br />as we walk with you and say <br /> <br />Thank you Lord for your word <br />and all the love you give <br />Thank you Lord for your Son <br />We pray all things in him <br /> <br />AMEN<br /><br />Rusty (Ed) Gibson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/morning-prayer-6/
