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Gratitude – Part 4

Two weekends ago I met a well-known New York songwriter, John Bucchino, who was in Boston for a performance of his work.  One song from his many, “Grateful,” struck a real chord for me and it has become a song to which I return repeatedly to meditate upon gratitude.  Because you may find it also speaks to you, I am including the lyrics, after which is a YouTube video of the song performed by Charles Herrera on Thanksgiving 2009.

Grateful by John Bucchino

I’ve got a roof over my head
I’ve got a warm place to sleep
Some nights I lie awake counting gifts
Instead of counting sheep

I’ve got a heart that can hold love
I’ve got a mind that can think
There may be times when I lose the light
And let my spirits sink
But I can’t stay depressed
When I remember how I’m blessed

Grateful, grateful
Truly grateful I am
Grateful, grateful
Truly blessed
And duly grateful.

In a city of strangers
I’ve got a family of friends
No matter what rocks and brambles fill the way
I know that they will stay until the end

I feel a hand holding my hand
It’s not a hand you can see
But on the road to the promised land
This hand will shepherd me
Through delight and despair
Holding tight and always there

            Grateful, grateful . . .

It’s not that I don’t want a lot
Or hope for more, or dream of more
But giving thanks for what I‘ve got
Makes me so much happier than keeping score

In a world that can bring pain
I will still take each chance
For I believe that whatever the terrain
Our feet can learn to dance
Whatever stone life may sling
We can moan or we can sing

            Grateful, grateful . . .

            Truly blessed
            And duly grateful.

Posted in Gratitude on 7 December 2009
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