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Thanks...

Such a simple word. Never sounds absurd.
Never endless chatter, as though didn't matter.
Always cool, refreshing. With thoughts ameshing.
Special time of year. Now it's coming near.

Thanks...


Submitted:Nov 5, 2012    Reads: 74    Comments: 26    Likes: 13   


Thanks...

A Father I have in the heavens above, He loves and protects me with all of His love...

Love, He has showered through blessings galore, naming them all'd be quite a chore.

Two feet I have, & balance they do, the rest of my body from inside of my shoe...

Legs, they support, that bend at the knee, thighs and hips to run and be free...

Effectiveness; perfect elimination of waste; all organs function, joined at the waist.

Vertebrates working all up my back, even when sometimes they creak and they crack.

Shoulder blades holding onto my arms, maintaining hands to work on the farms...

Fingers, so flexible, bending & such, They're perfectly suited to do, Oh-so-much...

I'll say so myself, "Oh, what the heck; I think I've been given a pretty good neck".

Ears to hear those sounds ever so sleight, Eyes not so perfect, still, they've got sight.

Mouth I must work on, don't find it odd; I really must use it more praising my God...

Summing it up, when I get to my head... I've Creative brain... or so it's been said.

Looking around me,and adding it up, I see that my God has much o'er-filled my cup...





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