Blessings

I think I’m taking knees,
counting all my blessings.
One, two.
For awhile I thought there was
one, two, and you.
And it sounded so astonishing
when you said it, but
the same words breached my
firmer tone and suddenly
didn’t mean anything.
So today I counted all my blessings:
one, two.
And I used to have you too.