Grateful
Times are tough on me
I feel my heart beat collapse against my chest
My heart rate doing laps around my worries
Even when rewarded for hard work, I question, has it been my best ?
So much ahead of me
So much more to achieve
How do I feel accomplished
The further I progress, the more work I receive
I see myself lost in my own thoughts
Like the spirit left the body, and it’s staring back at all I fought
The spirit confused at the commotion in my mind
Surrounding me, a life confined in comfort,
Comfort that’s rendered me blind
The early mornings wakeful and free
The call of bird’s song
The sweet aroma of tea
The warm showers
The cozy, tucked away nights
The morning sunshine, the serene neighborhood and sights
The hush of dinner time
A house wafting with warm scented food
The clink of glasses
Laughs of family, to set the mood
A morning’s purpose
Rush to work, a job to be done
With people waiting, for our services, a one-on-one
We have our good health
Energy to get our priorities completed
We have clean clothes
A chance to meet our challenges, undefeated
We have our finances
The roof above our head
When life gets weary
We can revamp by stumbling upon our bed
We have choices
And we take chances
The opportunity to just show up
In a world full of answers
We have a house full of memories
No chance to forget
When life gives us crossroads
We are given a motive, not to be too upset
We have nice things
Things that didn’t come easy
When I’m reminded I earned them
It almost makes me uneasy
Then why we worry
The pressure, self-inflicted and painful
The spirit sinking back into the body
I’m awakened, reminded to be grateful
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