Counting Blessings

 

 

How I longed for sleep

as I lie there in my bed,

but the weight of all my worries

kept me wide awake instead.

 

I tossed and then I turned,

but sleep was not to be,

and when I tried counting sheep

they ran away from me.

 

But then a sudden feeling

in my heart began to swell.

It was as an angel whispered,

“Be at peace. All is well.”

 

I forgot about the troubles

that were swimming in my head

and began to think of all the

blessings in my life instead.

 

Contentment filled my soul

and I soon fell fast asleep,

because worry saw my blessings

and ran off with the sheep.

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