I'm Thankful for Peanutbutter and Other Stuff

Cold damp mornings in a farmer's field

The way a raven's wings catches the light so that they look blue

That wonderful smell preceding a hot meal

The ability to make someone smile if you so choose

All these things I am thankful for

Really, there is not much need for more

Creation is beautiful

And I am in it.

Tomorrow, I may be poor

Or hungry, or cold, or tired, or sore.

But then there will still be a heart beating at my core.

And I will choose to be thankful even more.

Family, friends, and the roof over my head

It floors me that I am allowed to say I am thankful for all these

When I lay down in bed

But also I am thankful for...

peanut butter

rain on the roof

the way cream swirls in billowing clouds

descending like a storm into a hot drink

The poised energy before a thunderstorm

finding road apples when you are on a long walk

The way good music can pull at your insides

The heaviness of night

The lightness of morning

The way the cold bites

The magic of a world created by black lines on a page

How gravity allows your feet to enjoy the feel of a soft carpet

And to not float away from home

To a place far away

That might not have peanut butter,

or family,

or rain.