Poem – My Heart is Warmed

October has arrived, bringing with it Autumn in all its smoke and scarlet glory. Or at least the promise of it… Where I am we still have a couple days of sunshine forecasted before the true rain and falling leaves of Autumn arrive. But still…. 😀

This season always makes me think of gratefulness. Perhaps it’s because Thanksgiving falls during this season, or perhaps because we’re nearing the end of a year. Whatever it is, gratitude is often on my heart and mind. Which is providential, because one of my prompts this past week in my poetry class was to write a gratitude poem! And so I did. 😀

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By summer grass matcha in a paisley mug and sun specks

waltzing together across a quiet room.

By the weight of this dark-haired child sleeping,

warm and heavy in my arms.

By a love-note snuck under my door,

the pile of cookies cooling on a blue china plate,

and the cheerful smile of pumpkins sprawled across September fields.

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My heart is warmed by the muted rainbow of books

cascading across shelves and onto the floor

in a pile of words and dust.

By the baby’s breath that hangs, like a lacy shadow,

above the mirror on the wall.

By the rocking chair that rocks itself to sleep

beneath my mother’s orange pinwheel quilt,

and succulents parading across a basement windowsill,

reaching their hands towards the light.

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I’d love to hear about some things you are grateful for in this season of life! Tell me all about it in the comments. 🙂