Poem: Giving Thanks

 

Photo by Rita © Vermont 2009

Giving Thanks

The earth grows so cold

As winter draws near,

The flowers and plants will soon disappear,

The days are too short,

The sun hides from sight,

And shadows turn quickly to darkness and night,

But thankfulness comes

In the midst of these hours,

I dream of rebirth and precious spring flowers,

I dream of the life

So precious and true,

The life that God’s given to me and to you,

I thank God for you,

 I thank God for me,

And thank Him for all of the goodness I see.

A rerun of my Thanksgiving poem.  Happy Thanksgiving to everyone.