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"Giving Thanks"
For the hay and the corn and the wheat that is reaped,
For the labor well done, and the barns that are heaped,
For the sun and the dew and the sweet honeycomb,
For the rose and the song and the harvest brought home
For the trade and the skill and the wealth in our land,
For the cunning and strength of the workingman's hand,
For the good that our artists and poets have taught,
For the friendship that hope and affection have brought
For the homes that with purest affection are blessed,
For the season of plenty and well-deserved rest,
For our country extending from sea unto sea;
The land that is known as the "Land of the Free"
Thanksgiving! Thanksgiving! "
(Author unknown)
TREES
by Harry Behn
Trees are the kindest things I know,
They do no harm, they simply grow
And spread a shade for sleepy cows,
And gather birds among their bows.
They give us fruit in leaves above,
And wood to make our houses of,
And leaves to burn on Halloween
And in the Spring new buds of green.
They are first when day's begun
To tough the beams of morning sun,
The are the last to hold the light
When evening changes into night.
And when a moon floats on the sky
They hum a drowsy lullaby
Of sleepy children long ago...
Trees are the kindest things I know.
Thank you John for your recent contribution. Like the old saying "Laughter is medicine for the soul" !

The sound of laughter:
The sound of laughter is a thing of beauty for laughter spreads the very gift of joy
That people they are drawn to happy people is not that hard for to understand why
Since everybody wishes to be happy and laughter it spreads happiness around
And only the heartless could not like the sound of laughter for laughter is a very happy sound,
Than laughter there is no more happy feeling laugh and the World laughs with you seems so true.
But if you feel sad and for yourself feeling sorry the saddest person in the World is you.
Even your friends would rather not be with you if they see you as one who worship gloom.
The happy people attract people to them and in their presence happiness does bloom,
The sound of laughter sends out laughter ripples it is a sound one always loves to hear And laughter it gives rise to smiling faces and never fails to fill the cup of cheer
The sad one who feels comfort in self pity is the one others do not wish to know
But if you are one who laughs away your worries your friends in numbers seem to grow and grow And who could not but love the sound of laughter to it there always is a joyful ring.
It seems to send happiness out in ripples it is a joyful and infectious thing.
This is my wish for you:
"I wish for you a holiday
That's better than your dreams,
Filled with peace, good will and hope
And firelight that gleams,
Overflowing with holiday spirit
Good food and holiday laughter;
And when it's done, hope that you
Live happily ever after!"*
Sincerely, Gratefully and with Love,
The Day Before Christmas
"Tis the day before Christmas,
And all through the house,
The puppies are squeaking an old rubber mouse.
The wreath which had merrily hung on the door,
Is scattered in pieces all over the floor.
The stockings that hung in a neat little row,
Now boast a hole in each of it's toes.
The tree was subjected to bright-eye whims,
And now, although splendid, it's missing some limbs.
I catch them and hold them,"Be good I insist!"
They lick me, then run off to see what they've missed.
And now as I watch them, the thought comes to me,
That theirs is the spirit that Christmas should be.
Should children and puppies yet show us the way,
And teach us the joy that should come with this day?
Could they bring the messege that's written above,
And tell us that. most of all, Christmas is love!
(author unknown)
I would like to welcome everyone & encourage us to participate and sharing & reading poems.
TODAY
OUTSIDE MY WINDOW
A NEW DAY I SEE.
AND ONLY I CAN DETERMINE
WHAT KIND OF DAY IT WILL BE.
IT CAN BE BUST AND SUNNY,
LAUGHING AND GAY
OR BORING AND COLD,
UNHAPPY AND GRAY.
MY OWN STATE OF MIND
IS THE DETERMINING KEY.
FOR I AM ONLY THE I,
I LET MYSELF BE.
I CAN BE THOUGHTFUL, AND DO
ALL THAT I CAN TO HELP
OR BE SELFISH,
AND THINK JUST TO MYSELF.
I CAN ENJOY WHAT I DO
AND HAVE IT SEEM LIKE FUN,
OR GRIPE AND COMPLAIN
AND MAKE IT HARD ON SOMEONE.
I CAN BE PATIENT WITH THOSE WHO
MAY NOT UNDERSTAND.
OR BELITTLE AND HURT THEM
AS MUCH AS I CAN.
BUT I HAVE FAITH IN MYSELF
AND BELIEVE WHAT I SAY,
AND I PERSONALLY INTEND
TO MAKE THE BEST OF EACH DAY.
There are no birthdays today
© 2012 Created by John Williams.

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