I’m thankful for the little things that are so easy to overlook,
Such as my skin, bones, tongue, teeth, and fingers shaped like hooks.
I’m thankful for the breaths I take, the coming in and going out,
And for the feelings of happiness, yes, even an occasional pout.
I’m thankful for the friends I have, even those I never see,
And for the people who write kind words, and do it naturally.
I’m thankful for the hair I’ve lost and the ankles that I’ve sprained,
As for my feet and toes, my knees and nose; I better not complain.
Then there’s the books I read, the Holy and the wholesome,
Who along with family, keep me from being lonesome.
I’m grateful for the bloodstream that moves inside my veins,
And for the water and dopamine that runs around my brain.
I’m thankful that I’m grateful, in body, heart, mind and soul,
And I give praise to the Creator, who makes all this possible.
P.S. I’m thankful for the people who say or write, “Happy Thanksgiving” and don’t add, “if you celebrate it.”