Ripples of Gratitude
Sunlight sparkles on the sandy shore,
I stand amidst a symphony,
each wave a whisper of thanks,
gentle lapping against time’s edge.
In every crest, memories rise,
kindness given and received,
floating lightly on the surface,
like driftwood carried along paths unseen.
With each rush, I gather warmth,
the laughter shared like droplets,
moments stitched in golden hues,
they shimmer as currents swirl beneath.
Heartbeats...
I stand amidst a symphony,
each wave a whisper of thanks,
gentle lapping against time’s edge.
In every crest, memories rise,
kindness given and received,
floating lightly on the surface,
like driftwood carried along paths unseen.
With each rush, I gather warmth,
the laughter shared like droplets,
moments stitched in golden hues,
they shimmer as currents swirl beneath.
Heartbeats...