6 Mar

I wake today in the warmth of a

soft bed, one room removed

from choices in a pantry of plenty.

At my fingertips, water waits,

the light switch promises to

remove darkness, and I am

conscious of the quiet hum

of the furnace that wraps me

in warmth on this

cold morning.


A rack of shirts, two rows

of shoes, five electronic

devices that link me instantly

to the world.  Either of my

cars can take me anywhere

I want to go.


By all counts, I live in palatial plenty.

How can I not be thankful?

How can I avoid the



One Response to “Waking”

  1. gz March 6, 2019 at 5:12 pm #

    You can’t avoid the obvious and neither can I.

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