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Remembering Thankfulness
Don Hynes
Oct. 24, 2013
I seem to be going backward
with more questions than answers,
losing control in painful movement,
nostalgic more than thinking ahead
and a few dozen different signs
that the apogee of adult life
is in my rear view mirror
when the engine coughs, sputters,
and surrounded by a barren landscape
I turn the key off,
the motor sound dissolving
into the chirp of crickets,
the hooting of an owl,
the glare of headlights gone
while above an arc of stars
in shimmering streaks.
The fresh smell of night,
the long dry day passing
into a cool refreshing dew
and I step from the road
remembering thankfulness
into the soft sound
of grass crunching
and my own heartbeat
deep within the earth.
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