Gratitude
For the moments that allow you to be thee, For the sounds that trigger glee. For the clouds that touch your face, For the hearts that accomodate, when you are left with no place . For prayers left behind , By the ones keeping you in mind. For the bright wintry sun, For the words that warmed you , When there was none . For your breaths you could hear, Assuring the life you hold so dear. For the times your heart did beat , Reminding you of your every feat. If not for these , what would become of ye Maybe not worse , but any better will you be?