Praise the steady rainfall
Praise the gray day
that won’t brighten
with birdsong
calling me outside
Praise the empty
square on today’s calendar
Praise the kettle’s whistle
the afghan on the couch
when I curl up with a cup
of hot tea
Praise the pile of papers
to be graded
the stack of bills
to be paid
the emails that wait
to be answered
Praise the laundry
to be folded
Praise the French café music
playing commercial free
while I prepare dinner
Praise Aunt Betty’s recipe
for lentil soup
Praise the onions and carrots
always on hand
the sharp knife
the cutting board
Praise the Dutch oven
that will cook our dinner
Praise to the door that opens
when you come home
signaling today’s work is done
