I am grateful #FridayReflections


Grateful for the rose bush tucked away unseen,

As spring unfurls, my hopeful eyes see some green,  

One little rose bud plays peekaboo,

To the winter I bid adieu.

Grateful for the beats the drummers play,

The peppy tunes making my day,

As I dance unbound, and twirl around,

My ears hear the magical sound.

Grateful for the cake the baker bakes,

Varied flavours, and scented glaze,

As I smell the heavenly aroma with a joyous smile,

And bite in the piece, soft, spongy, fragile.


Written as a Friday Reflection, prompted by Sanchie Vee who blogs at Living My Imperfect Life