Thanksgiving time once again, and I am grateful for so many things in my life! For my art journal, I was thinking of things other than the "usual" list, and came up with things like:
sunshine
friends
good books
beauty and art
music
trees
flowers
cinnamon rolls
wisdom
peace
All these things contribute to, and enrich my life in so many wonderful ways; the cinnamon rolls contributing to making my world "larger." Years ago, a very good friend of mine wrote this poem that I continue to love, and read each Thanksgiving. I would like to share it. She wrote one every Thanksgiving, and this was her poem for 1998. She is now gone, but her poems and spirit live on in me.
THANKSGIVING, 1998
I fold my hands
I bow my head
Over my plate,
my daily bread
That God from whom
each blessing flows
Put there beneath my appreciative nose
And then I close my roving eyes
And thank Him for each day's
routine or rare surprise
I offer up a grateful prayer
For all His nurture, loving care
For family, and sharing friends
For helping me meet the
stretched-apart "ends."
For Church
and fellow pilgrims on the way
With whom to speak and think and pray
I thank Him for the shadows
and the colors
Of the tapestry of living;
Sight and sound, kaleidoscopic
reasons for Thanksgiving
But most of all, I thank Him
all other things apart
For the gift throughout my
lengthening life
Of a year 'round grateful heart.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL!
Monday, November 23, 2009
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1 comment:
A Beautiful Poem Gretta, thanks for sharing . . . and I trust you are doing well.
Love,
Chris
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