Thanksgiving

To read a story, and
Then write my own...

To hold the hand of my 5 year old
When she finally learns to skip...

To look myself in the mirror
And like the man staring back...

To know a woman so beautiful
That every other looks so plain...

To help the homeless, and the sick
And dying, and the lost...

To take my children to their
First ballet classes...

To have a house, and to
Make it my home...

To have friends call me
When I haven't called them...

To have complicated feelings, and
Have someone who understands...

To have a mom and a dad
Who never asked why...

To have 100,000 soldiers
Risk their life for me... for me...

For these things, I am thankful.

Happy Thanksgiving!