Appreciate

licking his dry,sun parched lips

testing the bittersweet taste of a life led hard

of trials and tribulations

as death lurks by the front door

life jeering,armed with penury,illness,disability

where to see the rise of the morning sun

is a God-give miracle

where the sun never rises,the storm rages on

the wind harsh and unforgiving

but he soldiers on,bent against the strong gust of wind

he moves forward,thanking God for the little he has

appreciating the people he treasures,for they are his greatest gift

maybe you should too

lest you never get to lift you head from your feathery soft pillow

 

 

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