Gratitude

 

Feeling Grateful

Raindrops freckle my windshield like dotted Swiss fabric,

Just enough to need the wipers to do their sweeping magic,

The swishing of the wipers creates a low squeaking sound,

Adding to the water splattering rhythm of the rain earthbound,

It is a rainy day in winter, cool with low gray skies,

But the seat warmer is keeping warm my backside and my thighs,

My lunch is in a bag on the seat right beside of me,

And I am thinking of how fortunate I truly must be,

Soon to be sitting on the couch, enjoying a warm meal,

Watching a rainy-day movie, it really is surreal,

I have shelter and warmth from the cold,

I have food, prepared for me, truth be told,

I have comfort in my lovely little home,

I have transportation to take me wherever I can roam,

I am feeling thankful for this gray and rainy day,

And because I have all these things, I begin to pray,

Thank you, Heavenly Father, for the rain,

Thank you for providing for me.  I really can’t complain,

Help me always to be grateful and never take for granted,

The seeds of loving kindness that You have gently planted,

If I harvest from those seeds, and I give them away to others,

I can grow a garden of hope among my sisters and my brothers.

Tammy Harvey

1/25/2023