How Rich I Am
I am amazed that
I own the stars --
I own the blue of the sky --
I own the vast blue water
Spread across this earthen ball --
I own the colors in the bouquet --
I own the smell of rain
As it sprinkles across the soil --
I own the laughter of a baby --
I own the joy grasped by the heart
When the greeting card is read --
I own the smell of my little girl’s hair
After her bath in the eve --
I own the swelling of laughter
In my soul with
The truth told in humorous tone --
I own the shine of the moon --
I own the sparkle of the stars --
I own the funniest story
I have ever heard --
I own the words in my favorite book --
I own the health granted to me
Moment to moment by God --
I own the blessing of knowing that one day
I will have a birthday with the light of the stars
As the candles on my cake
There to see my Mom and Dad
And share eternity
With my Heavenly Father and angels
I have never met who were here
In this world with me
Before I knew their names --
And I always remember
That I am heir only to that
Which my Holy Father
Decides He will give to me --
And in that knowledge I glory in the fact
That My Father truly does unconditionally
Love me…
By Juanita Pittman-Brown 2008
“Rich is a condition of the heart…” JPB
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