There’s no wifi, points don’t matter
But before each meal
We pause to give thanks
Fallen tree diverted the trail
Along shaded rail line
Where folks gave thanks
Infant music box conjures
Ice cream, grass stained fun
And fire flies giving thanks
Intense or cursive the
Fire circle discussion
Solves enough to give thanks
Joy of sewing triumph fades
Quickly with news of three
Sleeping so well to give thanks
Juggling cans, crossing over
Monkey bridge where laurel
Line the path saying thanks
Composed in Weikert, PA
Note: This ghazal is composed of six individual sherku. Each will be posted separately to quietpoet.com/
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