Thanksgiving Poem

My Harvest is Great Indeed (Though All the Hardships I've Seen)

In all aspects of life I am Blessed,

and am held in the Earth's Warm Caress.

Life's Harsh Appearance Deceives,

Masks all the Blessings Received

Until we believe life's dark, clouded

Awakened, we should never have doubted.

I'm Thankful for the feast on my table (a meal still affordable & available)

Grateful for the loved ones who join us,

keeping clear cobwebs -- fear and loneliness.

For estranged friends & family far away--

We live! We survive another day

Hearts ponder with contemplative regret

what harm our lost relationships beget.

I'm Thankful for lower fuel costs (Hopeful proof that not all is lost)

Grateful that our incomes, while less,

Can help us scrape by through this mess.

And while we may think we are wanting

we know wealth, not poverty and longing.

I'm Thankful for this table and this home (without I know not where I'd roam)

As communities fall to foreclosures,

our bodies are safe from exposure.

We are warm, we are dry, we have light

These things will see us through the night.

I'm Thankful for those who serve (and everything they help preserve)

Due to their efforts nonpartisan,

I am an American citizen.

For firemen, police, and park rangers

I'm grateful for all my good neighbors.

I'm Thankful for nature surrounding us (and with such beauty endows us!)

For the wilds, winds and waters which wend,

Shared with creatures of all sorts, our friends.

We surely have reason to celebrate

As within these verses I illustrate.

On this table we lay out our blessings (represented with turkey and dressing!)

With every bite that we take,

we remember the One who is Great.

Our Harvest is Great Indeed,

And humbled together are we.