Sent to ANVIL Magazine via the Internet by the late Bill Pieh, Centaur Forge

Published in the November 2000 Issue of Anvil Magazine


 The mess to clean after a party because it means I have been surrounded by friends.

 The taxes I pay because it means I'm employed.

 The clothes that fit a little too snug because it means I have enough to eat.

 My shadow who watches me work because it means I am out in the sunshine.

 A lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning and gutters that need fixing because it means I have a home.

 All the complaining I hear about our government because it means we have freedom of speech.

 The space I find at the far end of the parking lot because it means I am capable of walking.

 My huge heating bill because it means I am warm.

 The lady behind me in church who sings off key because it means I can hear.

 The piles of laundry and ironing because it means I have clothes to wear.

 Weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day because it means I have been productive.

 The alarm that goes off in the early morning hours because it means that I'm alive.

 Getting too much e-mail - it bogs me down but at least I know I have friends who are thinking of me.

Hope you all will have a great Thanksgiving.

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