Exceptional And as my mom always told me, name them one by one Lessons Learned and Spiritual : A Good Friday to Count Blessings by Debi Pick Marquette Rhyming Poem contest entry

It starts out dark and dreary, but ends with a rainbow Receiving gifts I don't deserve, yet they all seem to flow Our Savior paid it all for me, and all to Him I owe I count my blessings daily, because daily they all grow When Judas betrayed Jesus, 'twas before the rooster's crow Then Pilate gave the choice away; it was politico They nailed him to the cross, thinking there's nowhere he can go How could He love us from up there, while looking down below I'm thankful for the blessings, even ones he's yet to show I cannot count as high as what the Trio had bestow I count my family and friends, you are the best I know I pray, one day together, we'll live in His AfterGlow   Recognized Author Notes

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