Thankful for creation’s magnificence and despite Satan’s malevolence we open the door of gratitude. Past the great griefs of any life despite wars and global warming Grace leads us. The unpronounced gift underneath every word of thanks we offer. With every morning cup of coffee arises the aroma of appreciation. With every thought of you, my wealth of friends, and the warm flannel of family; an unbidden cry of gratitude, – Ahh! Whatever food comes whatever family ritual or public parade with every unstressed breath comes the unsolicited compliment we offer to God at the end of the day, our contentment.
Gratitude comes over me when I think of all of you who I’m connected to through this poetry. Thank you for being part of this community. May you have a blessed Thanksgiving.
