by As a young child, thankful for moments with Mom and Dad,
With such busy lives, special times were hard to be had.
As a teen with an active mind and worries galore,
Thankful for many friends made the spirit want to soar.
A youthful adult with the reality of responsibility,
Yearns for the thankfulness to share life with one of compatibility.
What rooftop to dwell under and where to daily work?
A place to call home and thankful for no more schoolwork.
Happily married and someone to share life with brings such a great joy.
Ah! The thankfulness of holding a small bundle of a girl or boy.
Years go by, times of happiness mixed with problems and much daily work.
Thankfulness comes when the bills are paid and all is well with the bank clerk.
The bundles of joy are grown up into adulthood now,
Thankfulness comes when the parental guidance they allow.
The bundles are gone and have flown into lives of their own,
Thankful they are following God on His majestic throne.
Physically feeling lonelier, weaker, and older,
Thankful for the spouse that has been the daily upholder.
Who shared the problems, daily work, and raising the bundles of joy,
Not many days left for thankfulness of the bond life did employ.
Things once taken for granted-walking, dressing, eating,
Thankfulness has a new face in things that are fleeting.
Who is this in the mirror all wrinkled and alone?
Thankfulness for God who has been the lifelong backbone.
Beautiful! Did you write this poem?
Yes, it is something I have been working on for a long time. Thanks