Gratitude

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In a time set long ago before clocks ticked away minutes

and days stretched long, anticipating adventures yet created,

gratitude was a sun-soaked sky and the aroma of freshly cut grass filling the air

Simple was enough and knowing nothing else,

I was thankful

In a time set by clocks sounding alarms for the weary

and days marked by misadventures, stretching far and wide

gratitude was at best an afterthought in times when survival outwitted defeat

Chasing complications that were never enough became second nature

I was remiss

And then I stopped the clock

Sometimes clocks are meant to be broken

Sometimes time is meant to be measured in moments rather than minutes

Sometimes gratitude is found when time is scarce

Sometimes time is this minute

Sometimes time is now

In a time set by smiles between friends

and hands joined by lovers awaiting the next adventure,

gratitude is a sun-soaked sky and the aroma of freshly cut grass filling the air

Simple is enough and knowing this is truth

I am thankful



photo: mine

prompts: FieryVerse, Tweetspeak Poetry,  Lagan Press

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