I’m most grateful for things
That aren’t really things.
Warm feelings and love,
The joy that they bring.
Take everything from me,
No different I’d be.
No different I’d be.
Things may be taken,
But real gifts aren’t shaken.
The lessons I learn,
And knowledge I yearn.
Those who are here,
And angels still near.
The life that I live
With opportunities to give.
My soul as it sharpens,
With life as it happens.
In good times and bad
Greatest blessings are had.
I’m most grateful for things,
That aren’t really things.
But real gifts aren’t shaken.
The lessons I learn,
And knowledge I yearn.
Those who are here,
And angels still near.
The life that I live
With opportunities to give.
My soul as it sharpens,
With life as it happens.
In good times and bad
Greatest blessings are had.
I’m most grateful for things,
That aren’t really things.
lovely poem... I wish I could write like that... it is great to read all these things to be thankful for
ReplyDeleteI grateful that you are my sister. You are so talented!!
ReplyDeleteYou are an awesome poet! I'm amazed that you could put such deep thoughts into rhyme. Whenever I try to rhyme I end up sounding like Dr. Seuss.
ReplyDeleteThanks for pointing me to wordfull wednesday. I just explained about Albania in the comment section on my wordfull wednesday post.
Beautiful! You have a lovely way with words.
ReplyDeleteSo true... and I am so grateful that you are my BESTEST friend!
ReplyDeleteWell written and oh, so true! And I hope I would be the same without all my things, but I don't think I'm quite there. Someday!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great poem. You are quite talented.
ReplyDeleteSo good! And so true! Thanks for the reminder of whats really important!
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful poem! Thank you for sharing your talent.
ReplyDeleteThis is so true and you said it so beautifully. Thank you for sharing!
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