Practicing Gratitude


Thank you my everlong morning

this early spring

which is ageless.

My front porch

where I can sit

in nothing but my negligee

and wear the sunlight

in my hair.

The coffee for the buzz

pulsating through my veins,

and the warm breeze

caressing my thighs –

for the reminder

that I am still here.


Thank you melodic wind chimes

for your beautiful song

and keeping time

for the robin –

this robin taking her morning bath

in my driveway puddle as she whistles

good morning.

A symphony of reminders

that my mom is still with me.

In my heart

and in my thoughts, I carry her

every. single. day.


Thank you

beautiful stillness

amongst the chaos

and sickness

and death

for this heartfelt reminder –

that sometimes

remaining idle

is truly living.

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11 Responses to Practicing Gratitude

  1. Sadje says:

    So beautiful.

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  2. W.S.Thompson says:

    I love that last night! Brilliant! “That sometimes remaining idle is truly worth while.” The art of stillness in its finest form. Nature has so much to teach us in this unprecedented time.

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  3. Brad Osborne says:

    You have beautifully captured and described a moment and all the emotions it holds. Great imagery and a wonderful lyrical flow. It left me with a longing to feel as connected. Definitely ‘heart squeezy’ good! Much love! ❤😘

    Liked by 1 person

  4. The V Pub says:

    Very positive and life affirming. Thanks for lifting my spirits today!

    Liked by 2 people

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