Gift From God

I don't know if the sun will rise Or if I'll even wake up in the morning, Everyday to me is a certain surprise I don't even know if God will grant me a forewarning. I don't if he will give me my next breath, Or if he instead will introduce me to death. I instead will live on my faith Instead of knowledge and accept what ever comes, I fear not satan or a ghostly wraith No matter of the seemingly impossible sums. Whether or not it is bitter or sweet, Welcomed or not all I will greet. I can't tell you about my tomorrow But, I can indeed tell you about my today, Of course there will be joy with some sorrow And of course I will constantly pray. I will accept all diversities with a shrug or a nod, As all is a gift from God. Randy L. McClave