Morn of Thanksgiving

Thank you farm for welcoming me back.

Thank you sun, I see you peaking through the trees.

Thank you trees, with your long, morning shadows that cut across my path.

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Thank you frost for giving me diamonds.

Thank you birds for singing me home.

Thank you sky for holding me so gently in your space.

Thank you air, so crisp as I take you in and warm you.

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Thank you rocks for sparkling and meadow grasses, with long icy tendrils, reaching out to caress me as I pass.

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Thank you brown hard ground waiting for sun’s magic touch that will turn you to squishy mud once more.

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Thank you deer for greeting me at what will be the sacred resting spot for my Dad’s ashes.

Thank you Daddy for showing me how to appreciate Mother Earth with all her gifts.

I know you can now go anywhere, but this is a nice spot to rest awhile.

See you on my next walk. Hike on.

About BoobOnARock

Hiking, the woods, books, my son, my cats and dogs, math, hanging with my sweetie and making fires. what else is there? oh yeah, falling in the woods every once in a while...it is a talent of mine.

2 thoughts on “Morn of Thanksgiving

  1. What a nice tribute to your Dad and to the peaceful setting you describe so well. Your dad’s spirit will feel right at home.

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