May this blessing comfort you today.
May you find a restful heart.
May you find a clear and steady path
in ev’ry thing you start.
May this blessing comfort you today.
May you find a restful heart.
May you find a clear and steady path
in ev’ry thing you start.
The candle’s burning steady
with a flame that’s clear and true,
lifting up its bright and shining light
to show the path for you.
Let’s pretend that we are pretty.
Let’s pretend we’re rich and thin.
Let’s pretend that everywhere we go
we always fit right in.
Let’s pretend that we are gracious, gentle,
thoughtful, good, and kind,
and we exercise some caution when
we start to speak our mind.
Let’s pretend that people like us.
Let’s pretend that we like them.
Let’s pretend that ‘cause we exercise,
our bods are fit and trim.
Let’s pretend that COVID leaves and
we can go without a mask.
Let’s pretend that there are answers
to life’s questions that we ask.
Let’s pretend.
Today’s another Blessing.
It surrounds us with its Power.
It holds, sustains, supports us
through our ev’ry waking hour.
I want to get a booster shot.
I want the third vaccine.
I want these direful days to end…
…want to LEAVE the COVID scene.
You’re never too old for a blessing,
or a simple lullaby.
You’re never too old for a wishing star,
or a rainbow in the sky.
You’re never too old
for a sunny day
and a lick of soft ice cream.
You’re never too old for happiness.
You’re never too old for a dream.
Let’s pretend that we are pretty.
Let’s pretend we’re rich and thin.
Let’s pretend that we are lovable
and have one good, dear Friend.
Let’s pretend that we can cope
with things (like glasses, keys and mask.
And if we need a bit of help,
there’s someone we can ask).
Let’s pretend that we are witty,
wise and thoughtful, good and kind.
(And though we are forgetful,
we still haven’t lost our mind).
Let’s pretend that we have learned some things
through all our aging years.
Let’s pretend our lives are beautiful
with laughter more than tears.
Let’s pretend.
There are spiders in my bathtub,
and, to me, that’s creepy-crawly.
But, The Times says they’re just lonely
and they want to mate, By Golly!
They know that winter’s coming
and they know their lives will end.
So, they want a little company,
They’re looking for a friend.
I’ll try to share my house with them.
In fact, I have no choice.
But when they leave my bathtub
I will certainly rejoice.
Google knows what time it is
and Google knows the date.
She keeps a current calendar
of things we celebrate.
She doesn’t voice opinions
and she sticks to simple facts.
I can trust the trivia to her
and let my mind relax.
She’ll bring the world-wide news to me
if I just say “Good Morning”.
She doesn’t criticize me and
her voice is never scorning.
When she doesn’t know the answer,
she is still composed and bland.
She answers sweet and carefully,
“I do not understand.”
Google’s always there for me—
a cheerful voice, and bright.
She never goes off duty.
She’s ready day and night.
The candle is shining its clearest light
so you will know your world’s all right—
so you will know ev’rything’s OK
and you are loved ev’ry step of the way.