thankfulness requires perspective
a poem | finding the good in the bad for more than just the coming days
I am thankful when the sun blinds me and startles me awake;
we haven't stopped the world from turning,
and although overly chipper, I am greeted just the same.
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I am thankful that I can look upon a blurry world;
my eyes opened again this morning,
appreciative of the abstract watercolor before me.
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I am thankful for the stiffness and pain,
because I'm still alive and I can feel it;
better to hurt than to never move again.
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I am thankful for the vulgar curses,
only in the sense of what else I can hear
such as the just-for-me concert blaring through my earbuds.
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I am thankful for the extra bit of burden
since it means I'm fortunate enough to work
in a world where it can be hard to find.
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I am thankful my mind races in the middle of the night;
it sucks when it keeps me up,
but oh, the brilliant things it comes up with sometimes.
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I am thankful for the bad and the less-than-perfect;
once I've ran it all through the filters or climbed to the top of it all,
there it is, a whole lot of good, in the dark, dark sea.
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Alexandria Stanwyck
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