Blessings in Disguise

Lea Gagliardo

  Blessings in Disguise 

 

The wind blows across my face, 

Leaves whip the side of the train. 

A faint sound of music down the rail, 

My little friends are all by my side. 

 

A creaky, rusty squeak, 

Of metal wheels on track. 

A lone hat lies on the side, 

Silently waiting for its lost owner. 

 

All around I see blessings, 

Each is a different disguise. 

So, I silently thank God, 

For every little one. 

 

  • Author: Lea Gagliardo (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 5th, 2025 09:37
  • Comment from author about the poem: Written while I was in Germany, the reality of little blessings hit me, and I was given this.
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  • sorenbarrett

    Life is so much sweeter when we focus on small pleasures. Nicely written



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