Happy Thanksgiving!
Golden Fields
For golden fields and harvest's yield,
For blessings vast, our hearts are filled.
In every moment, large or small,
We find the grace to thank God for all.
So here we gather, in unity,
One voice of thanks, a symphony.
For blessings past and those to come,
A humble prayer, for everyone.
In gratitude, our hearts entwine,
For life's sweet gifts, both yours and mine.
On this Thanksgiving, let joy abound,
In every heart, let love be found.
F.S.
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