Oh what marvels fill me with thanksgiving!
The deep mahogany of a leaf once green. The feathered fronds of
tiny icicles coating every twig and branch in a wintry landscape. The feel of
goosebumps thawing after endured frozen temperatures. Both hands clamped around
a hot mug of herbal tea. The aromatic whiff of mint under my nose. The stir of
emotion from a child's cry for mommy. A gift of love detached of strings.
Spotted lilies collecting raindrops in a cupped clump of petals. The vibrant mélange
of colors on butterfly wings. The milky luster of a single pearl. Rainbows
reflecting off iridescence bubbles. Awe-struck silence evoked by any form of
beauty.
Avocado flecks in your eyes.
Warm hands on my face.
Sweetness on the tongue.
Sweetness on the tongue.
The harmony of voices.
An answered prayer.
A pink balloon.
A caress.
A smile.
More.
These have become my treasures by virtue of thanksgiving.
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