I will walk on Gratitude's Lane
where there's so much scenic delights
mesmerizing foliage and enchanting scents
providence forget-me-nots blooms in His Grace
for in fire oxygen lives as in frozen ice water gives
none but none owns or see the golden fleece
in merry laughter tears still cheekily falls
stormy clouds clear to brighter days
I will walk on Gratitude's Lane
thankful in the joy of being
question not why me
in Grace why not
what will be
will be