Poetic Traditions Poetry Contest entry Round 59
I wake up slow feeling tired and lazy,
My wife's up feeling fresh as a daisy,
We split an orange as a breakfast treat,
I hope for a cool day, she loves the heat.
It's the weekend so to the park we go,
Taking our two puppy dogs for a stroll,
As we blithely walk hand in hand I thought,
To thank the Lord for everything we've got.
Now I'm just a human trying his best,
I bow to temptation just like the rest,
Often I'm one of the unhappy lot,
That fail to appreciate what we've got.
Different opinions I appreciate,
But with riots, looting, violence, hate,
I worriedly wonder, "What have we wrought?"
Then thank the Lord for everything we've got.
I thank the Lord for the freshening rain,
I thank the Lord and try not to complain,
I offer this heavenly food for thought,
And thank the Lord for everything we've got.