Sonnet: Our Gratefulness To God

And people shower kisses upon me, For soothing words of mine and good advice; Some hug me tightly so spontaneously, And fall prostrate at my feet to entice. Some thank by way of letters or through phone, Or send apt greeting-cards for my birthday; They come to enquire when ill or lone Reciprocating love, the human way. A dog is grateful to its master for The food and shelter, love and great kindness; So, sits beside his dead master in awe; Until it dies, its heart’s filled with sadness. How much more grateful should man be to God, Who gave him human form, soul, Tho’ made from clod? 29-5-2002 by Dr John Celes