I THINK OF PLEASANT THINGS

When days are dark and filled with dread
I think of pleasant things instead.
I think of flowers, birds and trees,
Of apple bloosoms and honey bees...

Of children that I see each day
And whom I watch while at their play,
I think of loving,thoughtful friends
And of the love their friendship lends.

I think of God for the rising sun
And for the stars when day is done.
So much is given you and me
If only we have faith to see.

If we have courage that withstands,
And we never question God's commands,
then it will notmatter what life brings
If we smile and think of pleasant things.

Lillian Burns Hudson