Blessings And Wonders

Tallying up the good things

Small Wonders

I count the things…that still work right

While on my morning stroll

My eyes still see the morning light…

(Tho as seen from a deep dark hole)

My knees this morn are trying hard to please

Flexing without a plaint

Bearing my weight with ill-feigned ease

And creaks kept dim and faint

My hips move as if newly greased

Each stride a pure delight

The pain is gone...not merely eased

They got better…overnight

My fingers flex like fingers should

I can pick up things…and write

They’re not like gnarly sticks of wood

This morn they work just right

My eyes enjoyed this morn’s sunrise

Savored it with sensual delight

Op’ed wide in delighted surprise

After a night of full moonlight

My ears clearly hear the Sweet song of birds

Their early morning chatter

I can almost discern individual words

In their chirpy, peeping patter

And last, but not least

My often aching feet…

This morn the aches have ceased it seems 

(so far)

It seems my brain has given my ol’ bod

A reprieve for just a bit

With perhaps a little help from God

I intend to fully enjoy it!

Reviews

[Onlyme]

This makes me think of someone with lupus or arthritis or such like. On a daily bases and the weather affects their condition and health. And with a beautiful day ahead walking outside. It seemed to fill them rejuvenation and joy. Making them feel instantly better in general, giving them a health boost.

[David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)]

True Dawn. I think one has almost a moral obligation to walk if you can, to get off of your can if you can. And yet so many don't even try. Thanks Dawn for your timee and comment.

[Onlyme]

my pleasure. Really good poem that makes you appreciate and take on board a lot of things.

[Stella Armour]

They say getting old is a priviledge, and it is! ( sometimes lol).
Also i do believe that if we have pain quite often then we do appreciate mornings like this one when nature is at its best and we can really enjoy the beauty and freedom when others may well take it for granted.

A lovely poem , rhyme and meter flowing so easily :)

[David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)]

Yes indeed Stella It's good to feel good. I wish everyone could. Thanks for reading me.

[Stella Armour]

my pleasure :)