Whenever I kneel down to pray
I thank the Lord above
For giving me so many days
To share with those I love
A year of beautiful times to say
How much that "I love you!"
With a special card, a little gift
To give from me to you.
Lord, I'm so thankful to be blessed
With such creativity
So I can find so many ways
To use my ingenuity
And make each day a special one
For all of those I care
For every day's a holiday--
A gift of love to share.
In busy times we can forget
To savor every day
To find a bit of special-ness
As we go our busy ways
For there is nothing quite as sweet
Apart from life's demands
Than to create a tiny homemade gift
Made with care by loving hands.
May I remember always, Lord
All those in need of me
To say a prayer, or a kindly word
Or give some sympathy
To pass along the blessings bright
And know just what to say
And fill their days with such delight
For each day's a holiday.

By Shelley D. Sparks