I grew up in an alcoholic home where Thanksgiving was a boozy mess. So I’m not a big Thanksgiving guy.
However, last week I heard a guy ask a question that has stayed with me.
It was this: “What if the only thing you got to keep tomorrow were the things you were consciously grateful for today?”
The question buzzed around in my head so much that the only way I could process the idea was to write a poem about it.
What if all I have tomorrow
Is what I’m grateful for today?
Would it change the way I think?
Would it change the things I say?
Would I look at my life differently
If I were judged by attitude
And lost everything and everyone
For which I felt no gratitude?
We have so much and do so much
Yet take it all for granted.
We live beyond the dreams of kings and queens
Yet still feel disenchanted.
“Things are in the saddle,” Emerson wrote,
And those things “ride mankind.”
But to the things that matter most
We’re deaf or dumb or blind.
So let’s express some gratitude
For our fingers and our toes,
Our hearts, our souls, our limbs, our brains,
Our furniture and clothes.
Our homes, our cars, our kids, our scars,
The lessons that we’ve learned,
Investments made, the trips we took,
The mortgages we’ve burned.
What if all you have tomorrow
Is what you’re grateful for today?
Take some time and make a list.
Make every day Thanksgiving day.