How lucky am I
to have eyes
so that I can see the stars.
How lucky am I
to have a mom
who still sends me sweet love notes.
How lucky am I
to have a dad
that rocked my infant body to sleep every night.
How lucky am I
to look up at the night sky
and think of all the loved ones that I will eventually miss.
How lucky am I
to cry over the big love
that I will one day be heartbroken for.
How lucky am I
to have tears running down my face
over the love that I have received throughout my life.
How lucky am I
to see the leaves change;
to see life change.
How lucky am I
to be heartbroken.
Ali Walks Around 