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Thank You, Father, for this day
For the beauty that I see, For the light, that guides my way. Morning is a time to pray, When my mind is worry free, Thank You, Father, for this day. I have so much I want to say, As the darkness starts to flee From the light, that guides my way. With gratitude I begin I day, I forge the soul’s bright key, Thank You, Father, for this day. In the morning I chant or pray, Then all the day I see, The light that guides my way. Morning is my time to say, When my mind is worry free, Thank You, Father, for this day For the light, that guides my way. Line Count: 19 Form: Villanelle with rhyme scheme Aba/aba/aba/aba/aba/abaa, with lines one and three repeating.
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