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What?
The day perhaps,
the baby maybe—
but neither sun nor moon
have taken a break
since earth was born.
For this I am grateful,
for this I sing praises
with mourning doves
out on this porch
before dew touches down
knowing I am one of many
taking on the day
before the alarm.
What's new?
A day when no-one
in heaven and earth
shoots children, when
no one could.
Imagine that.
For this I am grateful,
for this I sing praises
with night owls,
crickets and toads
feeling evening-cool
on a restless night
when we can sleep
late without alarm.
What's new?
Not enough's new today
and yet now is time
to set down guns
altogether, to stop
demonizing.
For this I am grateful
for this I sing praises
with those who are broken
and for this I cry out
to angels for mercy
Use Me, Use Me
as part of the solution
and I will be grateful.
Copyright © 2014 S.L.Chast
This is so uplifting and wonderful to read.........and what a great prompt - gratitude. I have written a hundred poems on gratitude but for you, dear Susan, I will write one more.
ReplyDeleteLittel little things make big things and we all should be grateful for everything:)
ReplyDeleteLovely and uplifting :) Happy Thanksgiving !
ReplyDelete"and for this I cry out
ReplyDeleteto angels for mercy
Use Me, Use Me
as part of the solution
and I will be grateful".......my prayers too..
the first stanza sets the tone. how our world was designed.
ReplyDeletethe second and third stanzas depict reality.
a powerful prayer-poem reminding that we should be grateful but at the same time should be responsible enough...
Susan,
ReplyDeleteA profound poem, which carries a sadness within it for the ills of this world at present. In fact, a lament for the impact of happenings, both great and small. Gratitude in prayer...
Eileen
Poets and dreamers despair at mankind's inability to coexist. Sadly for every advance humanity makes in this world in science or easing or solving problems, hate and greed flourish alongside like weeds in a garden. It certainly allows the Garden of Eden tale to make sense. We just are not grateful enough. Look out! There is another big boot ready to crush us.
ReplyDeleteAt least we can shout out.
This poem is a prayer, a plea for peace in the world. Powerful ending.
ReplyDeleteIndeed, I'd like to think if each of us tried to become part of the solution, this might make a difference in the world. If so, we all could be GRATEFUL for that!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, heartfelt hymn of praise! The ending is a perfect reminder that we can be part of the solution.
ReplyDeleteSo many things to be grateful for.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Sumana. The last three lines...wonderful!
ReplyDeleteI like how you are grateful in anticipation of things that have not yet come to fruition but that you hope for!
ReplyDeleteI wish we have a world of peace and love soon :-)
ReplyDeletea day when no children had to die...when guns could be laid down...unnecessary...that would def be a beautiful day....one for which i would be grateful....it will take all of us coming together to make that a reality...for sure...
ReplyDeleteI too feel grateful every morning when I see the beauty around me, the trees, sunrise, frost... I hope one day we can be thankful for a day when no child gets killed. I too liked the way you ended your poem, Susan.
ReplyDelete'Use me, use me
ReplyDeleteAs a part of the solution
& I will be grateful'-loved these lines.
Beautifully written..!!
This is so beautiful. I especially like the last lines - use me. What a lovely prayer. I must use it more often. Hope you had a happy Thanksgiving.
ReplyDeleteSo much to be grateful for but just taken for granted. And sadly those powerful enough are setting their sights at putting others in jeopardy to provide for themselves than the general good! Great lines Susan!
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