Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
Praise
I wake each morning
and count my blessing
thankful for what is given
so great and small
with praise for the Great Spirit
I learn to love and live
When those do me wrong
I learn how to forgive
and in my heart forget
with each footstep I take
I learn from each mistake
but refuse to fall
In His praise I sing his song
to every living thing He created
with His touch I've been blessed
and surely awaken
Spiritwind-2012
poem
by
Spiritwind Wood
solid border
dashed border
dotted border
double border
groove border
ridge border
inset border
outset border
no border
blue
green
red
purple
cyan
gold
silver
black