Little Things

Did I forget to thank Thee, Lord

For things that seem small

A flower by the wayside,

A wild bird’s call.

For all the daily happenings

That we call commonplace;

For autumn and for sunsets,

And a friend’s smiling face?

For life is made of little things,

So let me not forget

To count my smallest blessing,

And before the sun is set,

To thank Thee, Lord, for everyone

That adds a note of cheer,

And our blessings will be multiplied

Before another year.

Pauline Stone