Thanksgiving Poems

Here are some Thanksgiving Poems for that wonderful time of year when our hearts are overflowing with gratefulness, families get together full of love and praise for the abundance of Gods Love!

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Thanksgiving Poems

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We are so very grateful to you God up above
Our fields are full of corn, our hearts are full of love;
This bounteous earth upon which you placed us
Supplies all our needs and in you we trust.

We come before you at this time of year
To say "Thank You" for all we hold dear;
May your blessings continue and abound
All over the earth to share all around.
Maggie-May

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This is a famous lyric but we should be glad
that we have the chance to:-

Another day, another dollar
That's what I'm working for today
Another day, another dollar
Sure can't buy my blues away

I'm just trying to make a living
Working jobs that I enjoy
But it ain't easy finding something
For this lonesome-hearted boy

Another day, another dollar
That's what I'm working for today
Another day, another dollar
Sure can't buy my blues away

You know my life is like a highway
Just too many roads to take
You know I'll try to take the right one
Just gets harder every day
Alison Krauss

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We don't know just how many days
We don't know how many hours
So lets not waste too many
All too soon we'll be pushing up the flowers.

Every second lets make it count
Mean what we say and say what we mean
You'll never get to heaven if you break a heart
And who cares if you haven't got a bean.
Maggie-May

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Thanksgiving Poems

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Each and everyday is special and unique
Never to come again;
So let us pray and be grateful!
Keep our hearts in that vein.

We never know what is round each corner
Life goes up and down;
It's for living to the full
Trying not to wear a frown.
Maggie-May

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There but for the grace of God go I

Lookin' down through tide of no return,
is a field where the crops no longer grow.
parched is the land, strangled and bedamned,
Therefore the grace of God go I.

Down beside where the riverbed sleeps,
is a man not knowing what he should feel.
mocked by the wave that beats the water's edge,
Therefore the grace of God go I.

If I ever harked another like thee again,
I would drown myself beneath your name.
Lost was the child we all once did hide,
Therefore the grace of God go I.

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Thanksgiving Poems