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