Boundlessly Blessed

Blessed beyond words am I having to somnambulate to lectures for endless hours every day and slumber throughout these fixtures That never-ending piece of work - due tomorrow - cannot wait An alteration in which this quirk becomes a lifestyle in which I slave till late Aren't I blessed with splinters of shattered pieces from the windowpane through which, until repaired, the icy winters reward me with fierce wind and rain Just as - could I ever count the gains of burst pipes or broken timing belts, when nothing else for me remains as to observe just how my money melts… How blessed am I by those arguments and resentful quotes from siblings, those wounds of umbrageous comments and ever-continuous quibblings How grateful am I for that piercing voice of a parent shouting out the wishes which kill the silence, with a noise that echoes “Wash the dishes!” Blessed beyond boundaries am I getting up before the sun starts peeping, and wandering to church every Sunny day, while the world out there remains sleeping Indeed, boundlessly blessed in disguise I am educated, I can read, can write In the mornings I am able to arise and walk with both my feet to fly my kite… Even though those scattered splinters lie I have a home in which I’m safe I am equipped with wings to fly with all I need to surf the wave Angels for sisters, superheroes the brothers - priceless gifts directly from above I am blessed to have these siblings that know, understand, still unconditionally love Not always do I see the privilege of still having both parents that care and with loving hearts, being the first image that for this life, me prepare Blessed beyond boundaries that destinies, contingencies down here could never be left to happen without Him giving His blessing from high up there…