slipping through breaths,
and chats late into the night over bottles of draft
thank you. thank you. thank you.
it's where You started -
dark room, taking breath
so that was all that could come out
it's to see days like this,
and night's like last -
she and I sat in the kingdom
talking of all it's new shades
and how we're timid and unsure of how to be in this newness
of twenty-three and twenty-four
it's to thank as we've tried on
hats and dresses -
on teacher and nurse
until they seem familiar,
but not that familiar
it's to see shackles fall in our confession
so am I
she, the one recognized from a word and a photo,
and we made friends in a stairway
It's to thank and love for the joy of finishing sentences -
laughter filling the booth with His triumph.
He is not content to leave or forsake us,
we pursue Him with what and all that we have.
Today, I am thankful for:
- Day 101 WOOP!!!