The kind of magic we can see
My little dog shivers at the door
I pick her up and she nuzzles me
I pop her into her bed and cover her
She licks my face in gratitude
Thankfulness is a magic conjured
Reframing lack into brick and mortar
Making a home wherever I go
This boat is a miracle and my home
I can start its old engine and it roars
I carry something mighty within me
I see this wondrous thing in everyone
It doesn’t come from me but through me
Dede H.
