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Thanksgiving

To family and friends across the water,
the following lines I send.
Though they're not mine, at least not all,  
to my thinking they did lend
I found a poem there in a book,
who's author is not known.
Inspired by heartfelt words like these,
I penned some of my own.
So his?  you'll find picked out in blue,
to make them clear and shine.
The others, well; for what they're worth,
the others they are mine.

A  Rhyme for Thanksgiving

The year has turned it's circle,
another year has gone.
Once more the seasons come and go,
for us and everyone.

The harvest is all gathered in,
the barley, wheat, and corn.
Now the chilly north winds blow,
as we greet each autumn dawn.

The orchards have shared their treasures,
the baskets all were full.
The fields, their yellow grain as well;
larders filled, before the fall.

So open up your doorways,
greet family and friends,
just thank the lord for all his gifts,
and pray it never ends.

And find a place in heart and mind,
for one who's not you're kin,
though he may not be your brother,
he's the same beneath the skin.

For though we’re not united yet,
let's pray one day we'll be.  
Thank God Thanksgiving's here again,
for you, for him, for me.