Blessings


Another Thursday

rushed at the seams

Broken and battered

But still full of dreams

The shining light

Of a centenarian’s eyes

Makes me appreciate

Another day’s sunrise

The slow steady breathing

Of a child fast asleep

Makes me think about love

And how it can grow so deep

Another goodbye

And another hello

I watch one person die,

And another one grow

We’re part of a miracle

Of living and life

Some days are easy,

While others breed strife

I think back over my day,

My week, month, and year

And give a quick thanks

That I get to be here.