Thankful Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Through the fiber of my life, joy has built it's dam, allowing it to flow and conquer worries and fears.
There seems to be a lifting - spiritual from my shoulders.
Heart overflowing, spilling out around me.
God at the center of it, smiling, laughing at my glee, rejoicing in the use of gifts He has given to me.
Desire, plentiful, fills my soul with joyous love and I thank my Lord for His precious gifts to me.