Grateful

I am grateful for a place out of the wind,
The sun coming through high windows,
The warmth from my coffee spreading down my chest,
For views across snowy mountains,
For the path I am led, for the love of my darlings,
For the faces of my friends, new and old,
Departed and yet to be. 

Author: Duncan MacNae

Exiled Gael, scion of the Dust Bowl, dweller within Divine Grace, admirer of mountains, I have made my peace with trout and the starlings. Looking for a river and healing trees. duncanmacduncan5@gmail.com View all posts by Duncan MacNae