Thanksgiving

 

At the blink of an eye,

Life moves us from

Bliss to Sorrow,

Give to borrow.

Ever-changing,

Delivering us to another place,

A new destination,

From another space.

Requiring us

To reflect;

To sense what we haven’t sensed before;

To absorb what is around us.

Now, we

See through things,

Around things,

Inside things.

Discovering

Our real worth,

What we’re made of,

And what we’ve become.

All the pieces are here,

Our family’s fabric

Sewn tightly together,

Sinewy and strong.

New and old blended together.

Year in year out, life gets better.

Author Joe Koenig  "Getting the Truth"