Count your Blessings

[Bianca Alabaster]

Count your Blessings
Name them one by one…

My husband Rick
who loves me with all his might
and is trying his best to
hold my heart tenderly.

Summer silver-leaf cottonwood trees

Vibrant green cattail reeds
and their proud brown heads.
Art swaying in motion

A field of yellow
butter-cup flowers

White, purple and pink
foxglove batches by the
side of the road

Orange poppies in bloom
bordering a fresh-cut green lawn

The heat of Summer…
Ah, my feet are finally free!
The joy of my toes in
the grass and sand

The love of a true church family
Brothers and Sisters who
really care about me –
while they go on
loving Jesus and what
He loves

The beauty and joy
of Spiritual Hymns and
singing praise to my Lord!

Memories of good times past;
places, pets, people and
white daisies…
How this little girl
held them in her young hand
I said the words
“he loves me, he loves me not”
laughed and threw the plucked
petals into the wind.

Count your Blessings –
yes
Name them one by one!
©

[addy]

I love the theme of this poem. Love those first lines! ("Count your blessings... Name them one by one...")

If I had one teeny criticism, I'd replace some of the nature imagery you put in (which seems to be the most represented in the poem) with more concrete examples of those pets, places, and people you mentioned in passing. That way it would seem that you very deliberately, and very prayerfully, counting each piece of blessing, just like how you count and pluck the petals of the white daisy (tying it in as your more or less last image )

[Bianca Alabaster]

ah, good idea! you are so right. I will do that. thanks (I had them pets, places, and people in my head but I didn't let them go down to my pen - - LOL)

[billy]

i'm with addy.

i love theme and content.

if i had a little niggle it would be;

My husband Rick
who loves me with all his might
and is trying his best to
hold my heart tenderly.

to

My husband Rick
who loves me with all his might
while trying his best to
hold my heart tenderly.

have a check to see if any of the small words can go or be changed to make it flow a little better.
sometimes looking after the small words can make a big difference.

other than that i love the airiness of it. it feels thankful which is what the poem is all about. and fresh.

[digna_sofia]

You have a gift for imagery, Ms. Alabaster. I agree with much of what Billy and Addy have said (wonderful theme with a wonderful opening line - I wish I'd thought of it!); you need only focus your pen a little more like Addy said, but all in all this is a very good poem with a theme that should be explored more often. Thank you for this.

[Bianca Alabaster]

very good suggestions everyone, thanks. and thanks for the encouragement.