i give thanks

i give thanks

i carefully laid my burlap sack

upon the earthen floor

of our home

preparing my self

for escape

our bellies though not full

did not complain

for the gruel abated

our misery

i humbled my spirit

of the day

into the realm of reverence

and i gave thanks

for again

i have made it through

my parents could not afford

a padded mat

for sleep

for us children

and i at times

cursed our circumstance

wrongly

for they still slept

upon Mother’s nakedness

soon the new day will be calling

and we knew what that held for us

we have learned to smile

in the face of the day

and we embrace the sunshine

with joy

and we smile

for God is speaking to us too

we have come to trust in our destiny

and we held to our hope

that some day . . .

we would have a mattress

with a pillow

and blankets

to stave off the coolness of night

and perhaps we will go

to the respite of the night

with full stomachs

but in the mean time

i am grateful

for what little we do have

and i am open to receive

what may come

for anything that does come about

represents increase

and an opportunity

to give more thanks.

i give thanks

© 13 December 2013 : william s. peters, sr.

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