I’m grateful for my audience and the air I breathe
I told my lips to say your name
but instead, they turned to my old brain
my brain recoiled, mulled over your tag
assured me that retrieval was imminent
but there it sat for a day and a half
kept me from attending to my true tasks
appalled and ashamed of the rust up there
my upper lip curled back, impatient
I clapped my hands to the side of my head
the words, all dried mid-sentence
the day grew short; found me griping like a fool
for forgetting something so basic
’Twas when my brain began to laugh
that I turned to the leaves that murmured
with eyes alit and a smile that grew strong
my lips excitedly whispered
“November,” they said, “the last week in November!”
promptly my soul started singing
about green leaves that feuillemort in fall
and seasons that have gone before it
the living is good
the giving is good
thanks-giving is happy-living
© Selma
I AM grateful for YOU, what are you grateful for?
Main Image: Photo by Priscilla Du Preez on Unsplash
Second Image by Melanie from Pixabay, Retouched on Canva
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Grateful to be alive, to be enjoying being alive.
I know that feeling oh so well, dear Sadje. I’m so happy to be alive. In love with life and very much alive! Thanks dearly. Xoxo
Most welcome my friend
How very very lovely, Selma! <3
Much love,
David
Aww ☺️ thanks, David. Xoxo
creative people like you make me grateful to have wonderful things to read and see
You’re sweet for saying that, sweet Beth. I feel the same about you. So happy to be here with you. Blessings on your Sunday.
Wonderful photo recommend in poem words written you.
“the living is good
the giving is good
thanks-giving is happy-living”
Great with eyes alit and a smile that grew strong
my lips excitedly whispered.
Thanks my friend, Selma 😊
Oh, I can relate! Well done.
Relatable. I love you. Thanks. Xo
Welcome
A wonderful poem of thanks.
Thanks. So happy you appreciated this one, my friend. Sunday Blessings 🫂
Those words do like to play hide and seek…(K)
I’m grateful for so many things, Selma – but your post is a timely reminder of the power of gratitude. I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving! 💖
So many things to be grateful for—I know. I know. May we never forget.
Yes, our giving thanks day was wonderful. Blessings again to you.
This poem is exquisite, Selma, with a poignant ending. I feel the same way. Have a good week! xoxo
Exquisite. Thanks for using that word on me. Blessings my lovely. Xoxo
Awwwww, this is so special Selma.
“the living is good
the giving is good
thanks-giving is happy-living”
And girlfriend, this is an every day thing. Thanks for sharing your heart with us! 🥰💖😍
An every day thing!!!!! 💞
There you go girlfriend! 🤗💖😘
Thanks giving is happy living. I love that line. Your poetry is just wonderful, Selma.
Thanks, dear one. So it yours. 👏🏽
You’re very kind, Selma. Thank you 💕
May the gratitude linger at least until Christmas, Selma! <3
At least until Christmas and after that may the virtue double in worth and ordinariness. Bless you my friend. 🐝 😜
Amen Selma! The living is good. Love the flow of this poem.
Xoxo 🤗