Giving Thanks...for dirty feet

For this month's post, during the season of giving thanks, my thoughts turn to gratitude as I realize all that I have to be thankful for. And, as I swept the floors today in preparation for friend and family visits, I got to thinking about all that dirt, where it came from, and what it actually meant to me. Lo, and behold, that dirt spawned unexpected gratitude and this new poem was born!

Giving Thanks

by Kate Louise Wood

Dirt tracked inside

and, as I sweep,

Thanksgiving sings

upon my lips.

For if the source

of my day’s toil

was gone away,

I’d surely weep

and long to grab

my broom and sweep

the muddy trail
of those dear feet.

Thanks for stopping by...y'all come back, now! And Happy Thanksgiving, one and all!

Kate