Making a List

I am trying with all my might
to write something sweet and light,
something pithy and bright,
something not sounding too trite.
It is hard to have a lark
when the world is filled with such dark,
so I am starting to make list
of gifts otherwise would be missed:
Good sense and good health,
supported by a funds of wealth.
There is also a rumor
that I enjoy a good sense of humor.
I won’t forget counting my friends
with whom in spirit I hold hands.
There is much laughter
to share with my caring daughter.
Not to omit all the fun
with many a pun
offered up by my son.
And then there all others far and near
that I hold in my heart so dear.