Thanksgiving Prayer (A Place Of Peace) Poem by Susan Lacovara

I come from a place of peace
Acutely aware of my blessings
I carry an open heart
A youthful soul
And a dancing spirit

I see the bounty of what life breathes
Accept the shifting of the seasons
For comes no Spring without, first, Winter
No flowers if not for rain

I value the truths of my tribe
As long and lasting
I feel for their sorrows
As if mine
And rejoice in their happiness
Like a river that reaches my shore

I an humbled by sharing and grateful
For those who offer me
A seat at their table
For what, more plentiful to the heart
Than to love and be loved
On this day, thankfully,
Ours