Gratitude List
by Laura Foley
Praise be this morning for sleeping late,
the sandy sheets, the ocean air,
the midnight storm that blew its waters in.
Praise be the morning swim, mid-tide,
the clear sands underneath our feet,
the dogs who leap into the waves,
their fur, sticky with salt,
the ball we throw again and again.
Praise be the green tea with honey,
the bread we dip in finest olive oil,
the eggs we fry. Praise be the reeds,
gold and pink in the summer light,
the sand between our toes,
our swimsuits, flapping in the breeze.
Roger says
Thoughts of Florida?
Love it
Trish says
Lyn I know your getting excited about going to the beach it’s time almost. I can hear the wave already
Emily Saile says
Your image is so creative, Diana. And I loved the poem.