
when good things happen
through no effort of one’s own
thankfulness and hope

when good things happen
through no effort of one’s own
thankfulness and hope
raven on the fence
eagerly leaning forward
not very hawk like
stretched beyond comfort
becoming more who we are
than staying dormant

couldn’t be that simple
bury our guilt in pure snow
let it melt away

don’t tell the cactus
about the polar vortex
blooming in the storm
all can be a joy to the world
just by being who they are