Glad To Be Alive in the Sun

Summer barefooted away
Smiling, leaving some sun behind
Disconsolate was I
Today he warms me
Late to arrive on cool mornings
I dance under falling yellow leaves
Below majestic trees
Wishing you were beside me
His heat reminds me
Of your words
The way you make me feel
The simple joy
Your presence in my life
Happiness fills me
I can always go on
You are part of my heart
On this Thanksgiving day
You are my blessing too
Spreading love and peace
May my thoughts reach you
Now and always
You are loved.




*Off the cuff. Thanksgiving day in Ontario, Canada. Thankful for my family and friends here and there. Blessings to all. Be safe. And love. Poe aka Cynthia aka PoetryNEmotion*