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UNEXPECTED BLESSINGS

by:
Helen Steiner Rice

Thank you, God, for sending
A happy thought my way
To blot out my depression
On a disappointing day.

Oh, God, the list is endless
Of the things to thank you for,
But I take them all for granted
And unconsciously ignore

That everything I think or do
Each movement that I make,
Each measured rhythmic heartbeat,
Each breath of life I take

Is something you have given me
For which there is no way
For me in all my "smallness"
To in any way repay.

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