Thanksgiving Love - Thanks
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"When we put our problems in God's hands;
He puts his peace in our hearts."
Inspired by The Gospel According to John 16:33
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I had come home,
it had been seven long, long years;
and with a heavy cloak of grief I just roam,
but as thanksgiving nears . . .
broken- I must move back to live with mom and dad,
for my baby and husband are dead and I am shattered sad;
and with life and God I am mad,
but love awaits.
On Thanksgiving,
love removed my dark cloak of grief;
as family pressed me to their hearts in giving,
no longer was I, a drifting leaf . . .
I had found my refuge, and that the day was not about food,
and I suddenly knew to heal- God, I must include;
so, on that Thanksgiving I was renewed,
and embraced love.
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October 26, 2019
Poetry/Rhyme/Thanksgiving Love
Rhyme pattern - ababcccx dedefffx
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1191-361-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Thanksgiving Memory
sponsor, Regina Riddle
First Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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