Russell G. Robison

EACH DAY

My prayers to God are simple
I send them everyday
I ask Him to be gentle with us
As we go our way

I know that He is busy
Down here we have made a mess
I know that only He can fix it
That I do confess

I wish that wasn’t so
But it appears we will not try
We make this world complex
When we should all just simplify

So I stop and count my blessings
For this race I get to run
Go out and give my love away
Until each day is done