My home is enchanted as all should be
Magic dances about often unseen
I open my bureau that was empty before
But now it is filled with all that I wore
The bed sheets tossed and covers astray
But when I return it’s tidy and made
I head downstairs with breakfast in mind
But I’ll be cleaning the kitchen ‘cause I didn't have time
I step onto the tile and switch on the light
Again I'm surprised and smile in delight
The counters are clean the dishes all wiped
“It’s magic” I say not the least bit affright
Years have gone by and the magic stayed lit
Through times when I didn't deserve such a gift
I took it for granted, never gave it much thought
But the kindness persisted as if it were bought
But now that I see the fortunate I've known
I must honor the giver with all of my soul
I’ll always give thanks bent on one knee
It was Amazing Grace that took care of me
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
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That is so sweet...
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