Taken For Granted
My feet
that have brought me so very far
My face
that has shown a million smiles
My hands
that can hold yours,
My fingers
that write, or paint, or sew, or hide
my tears that are as the ocean.
My arms that grow weary now,
My legs that ache with the rain,
My eyes,
Oh God, my glorious eyes!
My ears,
that hear so well ...
(stand away if you have a secret to tell).
My nose
that sniffles some,
My teeth long ago gone and replaced
with shiny modern miracles.
My heart
that with this amazing beat ...
this breath
As my love only grows
for these many gifts.
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