Count My Lucky Stars Poem by Jim Yerman

Count My Lucky Stars



Where does luck originate in this unpredictable life of ours?
The ancients believed our destiny was influenced and even determined by the stars.

Perhaps they theorized with only a few planets…merely one moon and just one sun
their Gods created all those stars…making each…a lucky one.

So no matter how their day had gone…no matter the accolades or scars
They could walk into the twilight…and count their lucky stars.

If I should need help this Thanksgiving remembering what or who I'm thankful for
I'll take a moment in the darkness…I'll step out my front door…

I'll look into the vast expanse of space above me…
where stars are bright and planets soar…
and remember all the things down here…
that I am thankful for.

My health, my friends, a sunrise…
that day we walked hand in hand dow the aisle…
our children and our grandchildren…the ability to smile…

So many things to be thankful for…so many reasons why…
As many things to be thankful for…as there are stars up in the sky.

And I as I count my lucky stars…
as I watch my thankful thoughts ascend….
I'll know the things I'm thankful for…
like the stars…will never end.

Perhaps the ancients had it right…
perhaps our destiny is influenced by the stars…
Perhaps that's why they were created…
to remind us how lucky we are.

Thursday, November 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: thanksgiving
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