Wednesday, September 14, 2005

A little poem

Count successes, by a praying heart.
Count losss, by the light of visions.

Count the days, with rays of sunshine.
Count the nights, with swamp of moonlight.

Count how you suffered; Count how you grew.
Count how you are loved; Count how you are blessed.

Count how you are valued.
Count how a life be brought to a purpose.


posted by Campion @ 8:03:00 AM