'Twas a very nice thanksgiving, thank you
We enjoyed a special meal,
While autumn leaves were blowing
With a sentimental feel.

The turkey was delicious
The stuffing, mashed potato too,
Sweet cranberry sauce and beans
And over pumpkin pie we drooled.



All the children squealed and played
And Grandma smiled with glee,
The sunshine melted all the snow
And shone so prettily.

Oh how we love the special symbols
Of our thanksgiving time,
When together we can gather
In the blessings of our time.



As we offered up our prayers
For those both far and near,
Who suffer depth of anguish
And never ending fear.

For those who fought for hope
To bravely claim their land,
We felt the wonder yet again
How God led them in their plan.



We thanked Him for our soldiers
Who give their lives with love,
To grant to us our freedom
Our family and fun.

And so we're thankful for thanksgiving
Our time of grateful prayer,
While every day we thank the Lord
For special folk who care.

~**~

Soft whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems ŠNov 2011
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Poetry from The Heart

Thanksgiving was never meant
to be shut up in a single day.
~Robert Caspar Lintner

We can only be said to be alive in those moments
when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.
~Thornton Wilder

God has two dwellings; one in heaven,
and the other in a meek and thankful heart.
~Izaak Walton

For, after all, put it as we may to ourselves,
we are all of us from birth to death,
guests at a table which we did not spread.
The sun, the earth, love, friends,
our very breath are parts of the banquet....
Shall we think of the day
as a chance to come nearer to our Host,
and to find out something of Him
who has fed us so long?
~Rebecca Harding Davis