Thanks

Poem of the Day
anonymous

"I thank thee, Lord," my words declare
At stated time in formal prayer;
Yet I remember one small child
Who, when her thoughts were running wild
At some prize gift, would simply glow
With thankfulness she let me know
By just a long, impulsive "Oh?"

Too few the times my lips express
My thanks for frequent happiness,
For love and health, a friend, a tree,
And hoem and dreams and reverie;
But, Lord, I know that you have heard
The thanks that deep within me stirred
In gratitude that know no word.

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