GIVE THEM THIS DAY
 
 

In front of the hearth, I sit and gaze
 
 

At the open fire with logs ablaze.
 
 

I think of people, in lands far away,
 
 

Deprived of the comforts which brighten our day.
 
 

The fire they know, is from tanks, and from guns.
 
 

Some have lost parents, daughters and sons.
 
 

For their early deliverance we earnestly pray,
 
 

May they share the freedom, God gives us this day.
 
 

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