THANKFUL, REFRESHED, AND GOLDEN

leaves are still falling out of my bed i am crawling if a smile was a dictionary, it would have a scent of mahogany and amber peacefully i admire the blessing of a view that i thought i would never see because of the blue hue as i go out on the screened in patio a deer watches me closely as it dines on the grass the medium, windy breeze accentuates the feeling of the vibe the overall totality of it breathes the Oxygen of God's Smile i think about the beats of my heart, which overlaps any recurring thoughts of my personal struggles i then get lost again in the falling leaves of brown how in the world can i feel down uplifted, my bladder reminds me that it is not awake as well my stomach then growls with a light, but knowing expressiveness at what is about to come though past losses changed the feeling of this day in me the warmth of the memories of the Lost and Fallen will AllWays Stay In Me though nontraditional i currently am not an awful attitude will be had, nor will a door unnecessarily slam as the Blessing of The Sprits Breathe Life and Beauty on This Day of Thanks eliminated from the essence of Me are nos, won'ts, nots, and aint's my mindstate in the Right Frame to Claim Positivity and Its Strides is the Main Aim of My Game the sun is shining i am smiling it up instead of whining I Give Thanks and Praise no matter what i do or where I am dining