My Thanks Are Full
Oh, what an easy thought to find,
The countless things I'm thankful for,
Soft-spilling, joyous, as they pour
From each deep recess of my mind ...
Like gold doubloons, they shine and spin,
Each one a cherished treasure, fine,
Such wealth, have I, that's wholly mine,
Locked safe forever, deep within ...
Fast, they pass thru lifetime's sieve,
Our loves and graces, big and small,
And moments, rare, but most of all ...
The grandest gift, to simply ... LIVE.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "A Cheerful Rhyme" Poetry Contest, Line Gauthier, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 7th Place ~ in the "Thankful" Poetry Contest, Tania Kitchin, Judge & Sponsor.
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