Thank You

I’m good at critique but pitiful at praise

Photo by Jordan Wozniak on Unsplash

I’m good at critique
But pitiful at praise.
And yet when I look around
I see grace up and down
Left and right, vertical
And across the horizon
It is found. It’s in my children’s
Faces and in my wife’s embraces.
It’s on paper as I write this down.
And in my heart as it beats its sound
Though one day—

its tick
will stop

—and I hope,
In that brief moment,
I take another chance to
Say again, “thank you.”