Thankfulness

If I never get to see the sun set upon a golden hill,

or across a sparkling lake,

if never I see the colors of a rainbow,

or the tender brush strokes on each flower petal,

if I never see a smile on a face,

the crinkle of laughter around eyes,

the way the wind bends the grasses,

or whispers through the leaves,

if I never see the hands that grasp my own,

or the blessings that I hold....

if I never see a single thing...

I will be thankful for the warmth of the sun as it sets across the way,

the awe in other's voices as they watch the grand display,

I will breathe deeply the sweet smell of the rose,

and feel it's tender grace,

I will listen to the laughter of those around me,

and remember the joy,

I will stand and let the wind blow about me,

breathe it in,

smell it,

and listen to its song,

I will hold tightly to the hands that hold to me,

but ready to release,

I will cherish the warmth and love felt there...

I will be thankful...

for what He has chosen to give,

for it is good.