I’m a believer in little gratitudes
tiny joys I account on ordinary days
sure, sure, there’s a greatness when the bigs roll through
     life’s ultimates
            meeting one’s only love, Disneyland with high school friends, weddings I suppose
today though, I made my own pie crust
     worked with some kids, developing silly rhymes
walked my usual, plus a path I can see my future self exploring more
dreamed a few dreams, considered reality
I grasped the realization all is well, today
     enough
midweek satisfaction simply due to acceptance
again, all is well