Wake up

my eyes open


another day begins


my insides are not perfect


things do not work as they once did


but I am grateful


... for toes that touch the ground of this beautiful Earth


... for feet holding me steady, balancing me


... for legs that carry me forward


... for the steady beat of my heart


... for the flow of my breath


... for arms that hold those that I love


... for hands and fingers that create


... for shoulders that carry my burdens


... for my head that allows me to remember, to imagine, to hope


i may not be the same as I once was


but I am here


with my imperfections


living this life


and I find myself filled with joy