Cross Gordon, ’24
Forever thankful
For things that make life joyful
Oh how we neglect it
Gratitude unto you, my sweet adversary
hate has long been gone
for our joy is all the same
relive those moments
Birdsong, dawn, trees aglow dappled light
crosley turntable,
long sought-after hymns begin
to animate me
To try something new,
Push past the final frontier,
Is my life’s journey
I’m grateful to all
Of my pleasures and hobbies
That keep me going
