Another Thursday
rushed at the seams
Broken and battered
But still full of dreams
The shining light
Of a centenarian’s eyes
Makes me appreciate
Another day’s sunrise
The slow steady breathing
Of a child fast asleep
Makes me think about love
And how it can grow so deep
Another goodbye
And another hello
I watch one person die,
And another one grow
We’re part of a miracle
Of living and life
Some days are easy,
While others breed strife
I think back over my day,
My week, month, and year
And give a quick thanks
That I get to be here.