Gratitude |
Some dread the holidays
They treat it like a malaise
Fearing inflated expectations
Worrying about money limitations
Strength sapping celebrations
Irritating family relations
I look forward them
Like receiving a precious gem
I'm like a petulant child
Anger raging wild
I'm in need of a time out
In the corner while I pout
Let me scream and shout
Time to think about
A grandchild's hug
A coffee filled mug
A warm soak in the tub
A sore back rub
A wrong forgiven
That I'm still liven
That arm around me in my sorrow
The meal I'm sharing tomorrow
Yes I need a Time Out
To adjust my attitude
To remember gratitude
Join me
Blessed Be
They treat it like a malaise
Fearing inflated expectations
Worrying about money limitations
Strength sapping celebrations
Irritating family relations
I look forward them
Like receiving a precious gem
I'm like a petulant child
Anger raging wild
I'm in need of a time out
In the corner while I pout
Let me scream and shout
Time to think about
A grandchild's hug
A coffee filled mug
A warm soak in the tub
A sore back rub
A wrong forgiven
That I'm still liven
That arm around me in my sorrow
The meal I'm sharing tomorrow
Yes I need a Time Out
To adjust my attitude
To remember gratitude
Join me
Blessed Be
2 comments:
You put my feelings into words with such grace. I love it❣️
Thanks Carol, thanks for the read.
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