Grateful Heart

The Gift of Gratitude

Each morning when I rise from bed,

I lift my heart, my thanks are said.

For breath, for sun, for sky so blue,

For all the love that carries through.

For hands that work, for feet that run,

For laughter shared, for songs once sung.

For friends who stay, for lessons learned,

For dreams that glow, for goals well-earned.

For storms that pass, for tears that heal,

For kindness small, yet deep and real.

For simple joys—a cup of tea,

A gentle breeze, a swaying tree.

For every moment, big or small,

I see the gift within them all.

A grateful heart will always find,

That life is rich, that love is kind.