OBB Originals- Villanelle Poems – Thankful

Gratitude is the germination of the seeds below
Hiding in heavy saturated clouds of cotton
It grows the root, the shoot, and all you know

In magical midnights when the world lays low
And the ground drinks what the clouds brought in
Gratitude is the germination of the seeds below

Even in maniacal moments while wearing woe
There’s a lesson that’s not to be forgotten
It grows the root, the shoot, and all you know

Hold close the rope of hope and don’t let go
It’s a spiderless web you’re caught in
Gratitude is the germination of the seeds below

Don’t attach sadness to the weeping willow
As fallen fruit filled with seeds isn’t rotten
It grows the root, the shoot, and all you know

Recognize that which creates an afterglow
With the power to end wars we’ve fought in
Gratitude is the germination of the seeds below
It grows the root, the shoot, and all you know