Blessed is the sand that follows you everywhere 
The burns you get from the sun’s heat  
The shoes that carry you from place to place 
And the bugs that cause nightmares 
 
Blessed be the laughter with friends 
The sound of violins  
The eyes of those who have joy 
 
Blessed be the books that pull you in  
The dreams of the hopeless 
The birds who protect their flock  
The cries of pure happiness 
 
Blessed are the clothes that become too small 
 The arguing love of mother and daughter  
The brooms that sweep up life’s messes  
 
Blessed be the humbleness of the world