The Snowflake Chronicles

A Thankful Thursday Afternoon

On Thankful Thursday
I went to see my optometrist;
I am thankful
that I could drive myself
to his office and back home again.

On the first Thankful Thursday
in April 2015
I am thankful
that I did not have to turn
the cool air on today.

On the first Thankful Thursday
in National Poetry Month
I am thankful
for hot or cold vanilla coffee.

On this Thankful Thursday afternoon
I am thankful
for the wind
blowing through
the pine tree across
the street.

On Thankful Thursday
I am thankful
for the cut okra
I purchased today
and the swai
I have in the freezer
because I cook them
for lunch on Good Friday.

On Thankful Thursday
I am thankful
that I can hear
my neighbor's music
echoing through the walls.

On Thankful Thursday
I am thankful
that I live in
Las Vegas, Nevada.