Good Morning -Gratitude
GOOD MORNING, GRATITUDE
Just think foe a brief second,
You were given a soul and allowed to be born!
Wrapped in a soft blanket,
And with love and not a drop of scorn.
Can you recall being in your crib?
I really can!
Calling for my Mommy, and she standing there.
Smiling, with a chenille robe and long, dark hair.
All the times you skinned elbows or knees...
And you called out, "Mommy, please?"
Daddy always there to help you with math.
Mommy wrapped you in warm towels, after a bath.
Ah, such sweet meanderings we long forgot.
That we poets were once such tiny tots.
These velvety thoughts so nice to recall.
In the midst of this wondrous fall!
October 26, 2019
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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