Now what should I be thankful for?
Now where do I begin?
Of course the greatest gift of all -
My family and my friends.
But it's also all the little things
That touch my life each day
That I sometimes take for granted
Letting life get in the way.
Like my comfy bed that keeps me warm
As I sleep away the night
And that lovely glowing, smiling sun
That wakes me with her light.
Just lying there and taking time
To hear the world as she awakes.
The peaceful sounds of early morn
That nature starts to make.
The smell of breakfast cooking
My cat entreating me to rise
Breathing in the crisp fall air
And looking up at pillowed skies.
To be blessed with still another day
To laugh and love and live.
To have enough to care for me
And still have plenty more to give.
To smell and hear the rainfall
As it pitter patters from the sky.
To watch a snowy blizzard roar
While sitting safe and warm inside.
To look upon the bluest sea
As the gulls go soaring by.
To feel the salt upon my skin
As I lay beneath the sun to dry.
I'm so grateful that God still allows
Another child to be born
And that He opens up His heavens
To all those loved ones I mourn.
I feel blessed by each new moment.
Another chance to make things right
And for all good people in this world
Who love and give with all their might.
It's important each and every day
To bring all our thanks to mind.
It's tragic we're so lost in life
That we seldom take the time.
But as for me, I plan to make a change.
It's a simple change to make.
To thank God for all my blessings
Every morning when I wake!
Counting Your Blessings Poem
I was thinking about writing a verse to family and friends about being thankful for the small things in life. Then I decided to see what had already been written. I came across your poem. It...
What Should I Be Thankful For?
Published by Family Friend Poems November 1, 2022 with permission of the Author.
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ABOUT THE POET:
I was raised in Trenton, NJ, the middle of three children in an Irish American family. I always enjoyed writing from my early childhood and over the years, I kept journals with poems I wrote. At the age of 16, I discovered my Calling when I went Christmas caroling at the local psychiatric hospital. After graduating from the College of New...