This is Thanks #30, the final Thanks post for November. It is certainly not the least Thanks post of November. I might say that I have saved the best for last.
Everywhere I go, there’s me and this empty space with a simple thought, I can see her smiling face In the moments when I lose my way it’s her calming voice I hear, and all’s okay When busy runs away with the time that I miss She’s there, eye to eye, with a gentle kiss Matters mount, lack of plan has me distraught And she rescues me with words I hadn’t thought Some days end and emotions scatter all about the place Then all returns to order when I’m held in her embrace Moments are held, but slip from grasp like shifting sand The memory is saved with her, walking hand in hand When the forest has me enclosed, but still too far to reach I steal a smile as I ponder our day on Tiger Tail Beach When my patience wanes and the rope I’m holding, ends, She’s there to catch me, and seamlessly blends As I look past now towards some far away day The view is promising with her beside me, I must say There are many wonderful aspects to my fortunate life I’m one, in awesome wonder, thankful for my wife Written by Steve Beal Sr.
Family, Poetry