The open window pane
Sprinkled with dew drops
The fireplace is burning
Grandma's in the kitchen
Cooking the best pie
In the entire world
~
Grandpa's in the living room
Strumming on an old guitar
To a old, familiar tune
All the cousins at the table
Playing board games
And giggling at everything they say
~
My dad and uncle
Watching a football game
And rooting for the underdogs
My aunt's on the couch
Knitting a scarf
Thats one of a kind
~
And my mom in front of the mirror
Making sure to get every strand
Of her beautiful, blond hair curled
~
I sit in front of the window
Staring out at those gorgeous,
Snow-capped mountains
The puppy sleeps near my feet
I just sit there and think to myself . . . .
I have a LOT to be thankful for . . . . . .
