So you ask,
"What does gratitude look like?"
I know what it feels like.

Like an encouraging message,
Especially one you didn’t expect.

Like a handshake from a stranger
Who decides to sit and talk.

Like a sun-cleansed breeze,
On an otherwise hot day.

Like walking through a door,
A door you didn’t even notice,
And finding a friend
On the other side.

R. Harold Hollis