Count Your Blessings

I count my blessings,
Sipping the cup of morning tea;
I count thee,
While watching my favorite series
On TV.

I see my blessings,
In the smiles of loved ones;
I hear it in their voice,
Whenever rings the phone.

There are days
When you sway;
But who did say,
Rain or sunshine
Was here to stay.

The road winds;
There are patches,
That don't shine.

But hey,
Let it not stop you,
Or block your view.

Count your blessings,
For it will give you strength;
And this is all you need,
To turn rife,
Into a colorful Life.

Showers of Blessings

Showers of blessings
Is what the
Flower is looking for.
Scorching heat and burns
Is all that's coming now.

Seasons all - dry and rainy
Is what it has seen.
Shrivelled and gloomy
It looks now,
In this phase of lean.

Pour some gentle drops
Is what it pleads for;
Help it bloom and flourish
By your mercy showers.