Gratitude

It's about how many cars I didn't hit How many tickets I didn't get The pale blue sky Sweet things that make me cry Feeling great Not filled with hate My man And all of our plans Our little paradise in the woods Elgin Local Goods Precious amazing wonderful things He continuously brings Beautiful grand babies Even the ifs why's and maybes Money in the mail Makes the end of the day just swell Music that moves my soul From world beat to rock and roll go organic non-GMO homemade No need for tirade The many many choices To glean from all the voices The family and the kin Driving me crazy now and again The thousands of miles Remembering to smile Collecting friends Some fade some remain to the end Noticing the kindness of a stranger That defuses the anger Cherishing a glass of fine wine Can take me back to a time Of partying out back And running with a pack When the wine was not so fine But having a hell of a time Desire to celebrate Not castigate Hoping for patience with the masses Seeing with more than my glasses Accepting me Just as I be