Blessings

Blessings run deep in the hearts of men
who plant seeds in the damp earth
and watch over them through storms
and droughts that parch the earth bare

Blessings remain wild in the souls of children
who have innocent minds pure and perfect
always cracking smiles in wonder and bliss
in on the secret we forget as we grow older

Blessings live deep in the threads of hope
a reminder that the darkness brings dawn
even when we lose faith in ourselves
and question the pain that twists our spines

Blessings swim with the tides of beauty
ever present in the people we dearly love,
cherish, and hold close in times of need
so we never forget how fortunate we are