Thankful

I look around me.

The blue sky, the burning yellow sun.

Breathe the air in.

Breathe it out.

Feel the heat burn your skin, and you welcome it.

 

I look all around me on the busy street.

So many people moving in a blur.

I sit and wonder.

What are these people doing?
Everyone seems to be going somewhere.

 

I am thankful for the day.

I am thankful for the night.

I am thankful to life.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741