i am thankful for the chirping
of birds in a city
for the sun enduring until 7:45pm
for small gardens
and small green trees
despite concrete.
for the white light
then blue rain of spring
for the joy of yellow daffodils
the warm smile of cherished friends.
the way things
come alive after winter
for eyes to see what God created
the way green weeds beautifully cover a dirty brick
wall, rendering it as art.
the way Mary's lilac bush
begins its growth in late
march, making me an
optimist,
making the view from the kitchen just a bit more
refreshing.
thankful for simple days
canceled plans,
missed naps,
a hand to write it all down.
thankful for the still
resounding deep joy
[that could only come]
from Christ
4/5jm+
