Small Blessings by Eric F.

Like a rain shower, no

matter how cold,

tends to clean things up,

 

A mother’s smile, a child’s

giggle, a son scoring

the winning goal,

 

A father’s way to go champ!

A blooming rose in a bed

of weeds,

 

A bird feeding on nectar,

singing bees, lightning bugs

on a summer’s eve,

 

It’s these little things,

small blessings for all . . .

 

you and me.

Kelsey Shipman