How Can They

How can they not believe in you? How can they not see your there? How can they say you don't exist? How can they not even care? How can they live in this world, with a blind fold over their eyes? How can they live another day without you by their side? How can they look at the sky? How can they look at the stars? How can they look at the trees, and not wonder who you are? How can they think for one second, that the Bilble is all a lie, a book full of stories and tales, tell me, how do they get by? They say they don't believe in miracles, but waking up in the morning is a gift. How can they not count the blessings, that they have been blessed with.