What gives me amenity are plenty
Seeking joy in the litte things in life is an art
Allow me to share in what gives me comfort, i know just where to start:
It’s in the hug from my mother
The firm grip of her mother
Generations of love being there for one another
It’s in the laughter of my father
The playfulness of my brother
And the protection that each of them give
Seeing the sun emerge at dawn in all of its splendor
The moon that takes its place at dusk, lighting up every corner
It’s in every breath i take, knowing that it’s not by my favor
It’s in the diversity of today, beauty celebrated in every flavor
It’s in the purr of my kitty, reassuring he will always be with me
It’s in the vibrant colors of flowers, the peace that nature brings
It’s in the God that I serve, how praying to them eases my mind
It’s in the provision I have, telling myself I’m not too far behind
It’s in my community, the village prepared for me, enablers to my success
It’s in my bed, quilt, and pillows, when getting ready for a good nights rest
What brings me amenity are plenty
Revealing them is a work of art
And if you may ponder, you might not know where to start
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