Thank you, from the bottom of my roots

I give thanks to who I am,
to who I was and to who I am to be.
Good or bad.
Happy or sad.
These emotions made up my branches.
I turned over many leaves, grew different from the other trees.
I’ve become a bold tree, twisted twigs unlike the ordinary.
That of which my roots support proudly.
My emotions sizzle into earthly scented aromatics.
Paying gratuity to life’s antics.
A feast for life, a dance to celebrate my perfect defects.
And as time gallops forth, I reflect.
This year’s tree ring reflects my bold and beautiful memories.
The snowflakes adorn my leaves; life repays in simple ways.
I opened my branches up to the sky to receive its presents.
Small or large, I am eternally grateful.
I’ve changed through the seasons; I give thanks to change.
I’ve embraced you even through winter.
As icy as life had gotten, change gave me a chance to be grateful for every problem.
I gave back to my fellow trees; different or not, it never mattered to me.
Sunshine and moonlight peeked through my leaves every day, even when wilted they illuminated me.
Lastly my thriving roots, my soul, the ocean that houses my every heartbeat.
You’ve given me time to seek.
From seed to root, from root to twig.
No thanks can ever be that big.
My greatest thanks is to life, my all giving euphoric journey.

May this year end with gratitude and may the next start with hope.

Hope will spring tomorrow from the gratitude you plant today.