T he God of our Fathers, sole author of all life
H e, by decree placed man above the rest
A nd all other creations in his charge for keeping
N ow and forever, let your truths be written in our hearts
K eeping man forever mindful of this high place
S o with gratitude this special day is planned
G iving thanks and praise to the one true King
I n you alone our faith and trust will lie
V alidate our hearts we do implore
I nundate our lives with grace of light
N ever turn away from our humble plea
G ive us eyes to see and the ears to hear
D ying, freely, you gave us life; by rising you gave us hope
A ll your words and actions teach the ultimate truth
Y our love alone holds our world in stead
Copyright © Annalise a.k.a. Audrey Haick | Year Posted 2010
Thanksgiving ( Acrostic )
T...Thank God always for your blessings.
H...Have always a plan to follow.
A...Analyze yourself every now and then.
N...Never do anyone harm.
K...Know always your true friends.
S...Stand up for what you believe.
G...Gossip is never good.
I...Invite Jesus into your heart.
V...Victory will be yours at the end.
I...Imagine yourself in the Glory of God.
N...Never ignore some sound advice.
G...God loves you - give Him your heart.
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo
To all - have a Happy Thanksgiving.
For Kim Merryman's Contest
Copyright © Lucilla Carrillo | Year Posted 2012
Taste of bread and wine
Healing by the Word, a sign
Anticipate the best
Never regret the past
Kindness He has blessed
Silent prayers of Thanks
"Giving Thanks for 2015"
Contest Name: Giving Thanks for 2015
Sponsor: Carol Eastman
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2016
S-aviour is what you are to me,
you rescued me from a life of immorality.
A-shamed ashamed of how I use to be,
thank you Lord, you set me free!
V-ile and Wicked was my name,
you died on the cross and bore my shame.
I-magine how I would have been,
if Jesus had not bore my sin.
O-rder would not have been restored,
because such a price I could not afford.
U-nited with Christ is my desire to stay,
now, forever and always.
R-edeemer and King my God you are,
my all in all, my life, my Star!!
January 14, 2016
Psalm 144 verses 3 & 4.
Copyright © Carlene Simpson | Year Posted 2016
T Though, it officially comes just once a year,
H Halleluejah! We should be thankful year long.
A Allowing others to gather near,
N not just for one day and then be gone.
K Keeping love within our hearts,
S sending our prayers of thanks, daily to God above.
G Graciously sharing our bounty in part,
I inviting the homeless and little lost doves.
V Vast, should be our generosity,
I instead of ignoring, so deliberate.
N Nothing else helps your soul to feel, so completely.
G Giving a helping hand and hope, to those less fortunate.
D Don't be fooled into thinking, you can't make a difference.
A As you sit down with a few family and friends,
Y you could have been some ones deliverance
For Thanksgiving Day contest
inspired by Dane Ann Smith Johnsen
Copyright © Paula Swanson | Year Posted 2010
T ... TIME TO THANK GOD FOR BLESSINGS BOUNTIFUL AND GRAND
H ... HARVEST OF PLENTY SHOWERED FROM HIS ALMIGHTY HAND
A ... ACCOLADES OF REVERENT PRAISE OFFERED TO HEAVEN'S THRONE
N ... NURTURING FAMILY AND FRIENDS WHERE LOVE HAS GROWN
K ... KINDRED SPIRITS RECOGNIZE GRATITUDE IS THE PROPER WAY
S ... SPECIAL MOMENT MEMORIES ILLUMINATE EACH PRECIOUS DAY
G ... GIVING GLORY TO THE KING; GIVING LOVE THROUGHOUT LIFE
I ...INFILTRATES SOULS TOWARD THE GOOD THUS ELIMINATING STRIFE
V ... VOICES SING IN ONE ACCORD;TONES OF SWEETEST HARMONY
I ... INSTILLING ALL "COUNT THEIR BLESSINGS" ON EARTH; ETERNITY
N ... NESTLED IN DEPTH OF HEART ONE TRUTH EXTOLS PERFECTI LIVING
G ... GLORIOUSLY ACKNOWLEDGE GOD WITH THANKS AT THANKSGIVING.
*FOR KIM MERRYMAN'S COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS CONTEST.
*NOV. 13, 2012.
Copyright © Linda-Marie SweetHeart | Year Posted 2012
Copyright © diane christian | Year Posted 2013
Thankful for a depth of things.
Happy for a heart that sings.
All my loved ones I hold dear.
Never do they cease to cheer!
Kisses from the one I love.
Sent to me finally from above.
Gifts of hearing and good sight.
I can sing and I can write.
Various instruments I can play.
In the evening I kneel to pray.
Never lacking what to say.
Giving thanks for this bountiful day!
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2013
No other month dresses nature in such beauty of fiery colors
Or hears so much prayer in thanksgiving as the one in autumn.
Verses come naturally, blessed by bountiful harvest even as
Embers of Indian summer bring special memories with warmth.
Many songs are written as cold days approach and more will
Be born for the wonder of the cycle of life, as words we find
Embraced within the artist’s heart, happy with homecoming;
Remaining there not for long, words find freedom in a poem.
09 August 2015
Copyright © KP Nunez | Year Posted 2015
Think of how it could have been
how you made it through my friend
all the heart ache that was shared
never alone as your burdens they bared
know that everytime you faltered
someone was kneeling at an altar
giving love the best way they knew
in constant prayer all while you grew
vain were there attempts to keep you down
insecurities as we looked all around
nearer my God to thee was your prayer
give him your love and he'll always be there
Day in and day out be thou my guide
and shelter me from my own pride
you will be my God forever by my side
Copyright © john loving iii | Year Posted 2010
Has lots of good food
And gratitude, sometimes moods.
Not all celebrate it;
Keeping this in mind,
So you can gain perspective from woes of humankind.
Go to a native pow-wow
In any state, at all;
Very often natives will tell you about how
In their own words, about the death call.
Not celebrating thanksgiving,
Grants them the respect they deserve.
Because of that first Thanksgiving;
Every tribe has suffered and observed;
Tears, trials and deceit;
Ran, as they were thrown a bad curve.
Along Americas’ rivers, lakes and even streams;
Yes many folk have suffered.
As a result, they have a traumatic past, of lost dreams;
Legacies of sorrow; for their pain’s, not one bit buffered.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2014
Amber tints the harvest moon while chimneys, again, heave hazy sighs
Umber puddles invite schoolyard boots as geese part an iris sky
Topaz fields grow pumpkins and golden gourds trim our Thanksgiving
Ultra-violet days are long gone for fall’s hues are more forgiving
Maroon festoons tall maple trees, grey squirrels chatter while blue jays play
Navy umbrellas shield pale faced heroes come Remembrance Day
By Cyndi MacMillan, August 15, 2012
Written for Russell Sivey's Autumn Colours Contest
Copyright © Cyndi MacMillan | Year Posted 2012
Treasures and passages, peaceful as land, sky, and sea
Heartland of hope, harvesters and helpful hands
Abundance shows America as plateau of plenty
Natives in November remembers, family came first
Kindness swells, like tidal rhythm of breath across this land
Sacred words are heard, a symbol of gratitude and caring
Generations grace the day with family, and friends as guests
Indigenous folks can never forget... extending help
Visions of brighter days, of venison and veggies are stored
I learned of Thanksgiving, migrating to America's welcoming shore
Now is reminder; shall I thank ancestors, or Source above
Gratitude reigns for all, one nation under God.
Copyright © Iris Elizabeth Sankey-Lewis | Year Posted 2015
T houghtfully open heart in thankfulness
H onoring God for graciousness, unlimited access
A nd remeber all things in appreciativeness
N ot forgetting air we breath, blue sky we have in excess
K nights and princesses; children of the Living God
S ing a joyful song praising Him don't put on grand facade
G ive of yourself in thanks and rejoice in His love
I nvite the Holy Spirit to dwell within your heart dove
V ictory can be yours each step of the way my friend
I f time in God's presence in praise and worship daily spend
N ow is the time in His presence and purpose to remain
G ratitude said for all of life's pleasures even life's pain.
S tillness and quiet each day spend time thank God for each and everyone
This is a combination Acrostic and couplets..
My understanding that Acrostics do not rhyme but mine is actually couplets written in poulter's measure..A person who sold eggs would sometimes give a dozen eggs for a price and sometimes if the hens were laying extra good a person would get 14 eggs of the same price..Lucky them..So 12/14 in rhyming couplets..
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Contest: Count Your Blessings
Date Written: Monday, November 19, 2012
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2012
Ten went off.
He sent them.
And one came back.
"None but this Samaritan?"
Keep your faith.
Salvation is yours.
God is always
In our lives.
I say to you.
Not a sparrow falls that
God does not know about."
Do we say: Thank You?"
Always say: " Thank You, Lord."
Yea, give thanks and praise.
Copyright © Gerard Keogh Jr. | Year Posted 2010
Thank You Lord for bounteous blessings
Hailing on us liberally.
As we partake of Your bounty
Not all are feasting, as are we.
Knowing this, we pray the homeless
Soon will have their hunger eased.
Give them food and a safe shelter.
That we care, we know You're pleased.
Verily, You have commanded
In our plenty, we must share,
Not forgetting when we suffered,
God of Mercy, you were there.
November 18, 12
For "Counting Your Blessings" contest
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2012
Thanks some how seems not enough
How can I show my appreciation?
A smile a hug
Now is the time while you are with us
Kissing these hands that have held me and wiped my tears
Smiles you have given to me
Gift of life
I am who I am in no small part because of you
Very few mom's will ever compare
I am so blessed to know this kind of love
Now because of you I know what it is to love and be loved
Great gifts like these require thanks, some how it doesn't seem enough.
Counting your Blessing Contest
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2012
T his is the time when we can recall
H ow the Indians and Pilgrims got together that Fall
A nd shared their bounty at a Country Ball.
N otwithstanding did they forestall,
S cenes of life later to be under a pall.
G etting along was their joyous call
I n giving thanks for the corn ~ so tall.
N ow...shops are decorated in every mall
G arishly enticing wares for one and all.
D one in a tasteful way it may be a treat
A nd remind us, as the date approaches, that we will fete.
Y et, let us not forget to thank the Lord for what we eat!
Copyright © Daniel Cwiak | Year Posted 2010
Thankfulness should be a common trait
Yet sadly, in some, it is evidenced late.
Hardly a day is lived by one
That there can be claimed that there’s blessing’s none.
All need to stop and give careful thought
And display gratitude as they ought.
Nice it is to hear thanks from one
To whom a deed of kindness has been done.
Kindness is that which is received by all
Yet into complacency we seem to fall.
Sad it is to be guilty of such
When we have all been given so much.
Gratitude in al will prayerfully reign
When from focus on self we learn to abstain.
Instead of always looking at “me”
Our focus on the giver of gifts should be.
Volumes have been written on topics like this
Yet the simple message, please don’t miss.
Insane it seems to totally ignore
The multitudes of blessing we daily store.
Novel idea it surely would be
If we’d let the world our gratefulness see.
God is the source of all that there is
Gratitude from us should surely be His.
Dr. James E. Martin
November, 15, 2012
Copyright © DrJim Martin | Year Posted 2012
T is for the times I've been forgiven
H is for our Heavenly Father above
A is for the angels with a message
N is for His never ending love
K is for His kindness to His children
S is for sins He died to cleanse
G is for Grace that saves the sinner
I is for infinity in Heaven
V is for victory over death
I is for the infant Christ became
N is for the steadfast Nazarene
G is for the Godhead and God's
In this acrostic of Thanksgiving, we as Christians should be thankful for what is
promised through this word and His Word and remember to give thanks daily.
Copyright © Curtis Moorman | Year Posted 2010
T om Turkey’s in the oven, for this day
H e’s met his fate! Napkins have been
N eatly folded next to every plate.
A pple pie aroma from the
K itchen fills the air. Once
S eated, we
G ive thanks,
I nvoking God to hear our prayer.
V alued friends and
I ntimate kin from far and
N ear who
G ather on this happy day are those we count most dear.
D istinctive is this time when ties with family are renewed.
A time we set aside each
Y ear to show forth gratitude.
For Dane Ann's "Thanksgiving Day" Acrostic contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010
Thank you God for this bountiful
Harvest, we gather together for
Another year of cookery and devotion, to
Nourish our bodies and our souls, while
Kindred spirits convey the love, that is
Shared throughout the year, eternally
Grateful for friends and family that are near.
Incredible feast that is devoured, as the
Volume rises on the chatter, contented
In the knowledge there will be more
Nougats of sweetness on the platter, we
Gather and give thanks to God today
Dear God, we thank you for this day
And all the blessings you bestow, may
Your love and light; always guide our way
Copyright © Carmen Penchi aka Sunshine | Year Posted 2014
Thomas Turkey is trying to avoid the dreaded chopping block!
He's trying to become inconspicuous amongst the teeming flock!
As you thank the Good Lord this year for your many blessings,
Nothing would taste sweeter than Peking duck with your dressings!
Kith and kin, may I recommend, might prefer a roast of beef.
Surely, that would save my friends and me a whole heap o' grief!
Goose, roasted tender and brown, you might consider for your fare.
Instead of turkey to grace your board, how about some wild hare!
Vanity, the haughty eagles's trait, which I think is so absurd,
Is what won it the honor of being selected for the national bird!
Now, 'tis well known that Mr. Franklin wanted us for that role.
Good try, Ben my boy! May God bless your thoughtful soul!
During the Thanksgiving Season I'm finding it so hard to relax,
As I scurry about to and fro trying to elude that fearsome axe!
You'd be dining on roasted eagle for Thanksgiving if Ben had had his way!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Placed No. 7 in Dane Ann Smith-Johnson's "Thanksgiving Day" Contest - Dec 2010
Copyright © Robert L. Hinshaw | Year Posted 2010
Turkey in the oven.
Hands on basting and rubbing.
All adults on deck for setting the table.
Not a seat empty for even a child so able.
Knocks on the door as family arrives.
So happy Mom's in the kitchen, now we'll survive.
Getting the TV all warmed up for a day of football.
In and out the kids run up and down the hall.
Velvet cake hides behind the fruit not seen.
In comes the family passing through the kitchen with gleam.
No samples tasted for Mom is the boss.
Getting ready for this meal still a salad to be tossed.
Day begins with smiles and joy.
All fall asleep for the deserts are my toy.
You have to love this day of thanks for Mom and Dad and every girl and boy.
Copyright © Michael J. Falotico | Year Posted 2010
Turkey oh turkey what can I say
Unbelievable tenderness is what we want this day
Relishing each tasty morsel with so much glee
Kindness in the air for everyone and me
Even gramps can’t growl as we bow to pray
Yes dear Lord, thank you for our blessings today
Copyright © Carmen Penchi aka Sunshine | Year Posted 2014
To an immortal God, father of all, who
Has given me life thus far,
And has bestowed on me all that is beautiful and has kept
None of his promises from being fulfilled, I give thanks.
Knowledge of His love always awe me.
Safely He carries me on his eagle's wings, even when I
Go astray to have a taste of greenish thistle; but
In his mercy he waits for me to come back home.
Vainly, the tempter trying to hunt my soul for the
Immortal God is always my shield. Now I know
Nothing can touch me for I am the apple of His eyes. To this
Great God,marvelous and compassionate, I give all my thanks
Copyright © Modupe Sefunmi | Year Posted 2012
Travel, tap dance, tulips, teak
Heartbeats, hugs, hotels
Art, affection, aunts and ale
Nachos, notes from bells
Kites and kittens, kudos, kin
Scenery and seasons
Grandmas, glitter, grass and green
Ireland for all reasons
Vino, visits, veggies, vests
Ice cream, Israel, irons
Nests and nickels, neatness, nuts
Gargoyles and environs
Every item I’ve just named
On my list of favorites ranks.
So for these and so much more,
On this day, I offer thanks.
November 22, 2012
For Kim Merryman's Counting Your Blessings contest
Copyright © ilene bauer | Year Posted 2012
Turkey day is finally here, along with that mid-afternoon paralysis
Half the family made it this year, and thank God, 'cause we're short chairs!
Apple, pumpkin, and mince-meat pies fill the air with cinnamon dust-devils
Nevermind the barking dogs and screaming, running and tattling kids,
Kooky and drunk, your favorite uncle swears you can light a fart!
Surely we've got BIGGER fish to fry today.....how's them 'taters doin'?
Goodness knows how amazing Granny's poultry gravy is gonna be
I just hope some jerk doesn't bring that Jello with raisins, carrots, and lettuce......YUCK!!!!
Vodka is easily hidden in the various holiday beverages,
I swear it's the ONLY way I can tolerate half of my family!
No one's really that bad, but a little goes a long way!
God bless every single, dysfunctional, and oblivious one of us!
Dinner comes and goes........the herd migrates to the TV for pig-skin dramas
All say their goodbyes and don coats and scarves
YIPPE!!! They're all gone!!!......oh crap!!!! WHO'S gonna help with the dishes????
Copyright © Jim David | Year Posted 2010
Through the years of harvests and droughts domain
Happy for each blesing the thankful heart remain
Abundance of faith supply the feast of famished souls
Nurtured in contentment where the season rolls
Kindness is the door that welcome men from grief
Sunshine brings hope cornocupia from the fall's dry relief
God bids gather family and kin, bids us remember
Incessant answers to incessant prayers, so we may praise
Victories from his throne. What change then would canker
Implores of piety? What bowels empty where bread decays?
Nature tells with laden tongues that God provides
Give the gift of joy's thanksgiving till time subsides.
Deity is the beginning of cherished hopes and dreams
Anchor now the roots of trust within his silver streams
Yesterday is but a myth, the sun forever ripen gleams.
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2010
Tummy, Tummy, oh poor Tummy!
Heaping, steaming platters behold.
A bounty splendorous and yummy,
Nuts to pies to cranberry mold.
Kitchen simmering with flavor,
Smells that cause the nose to rise.
Gather in a whiff to savor,
Indulge behind two droopy eyes.
Voices lure you from your dreaming,
Invite you to your favored chair,
Give you silverware all gleaming,
Do together a Thanksgiving prayer.
And, Tummy, Tummy stop your stressing …
Yams, green beans, creamed corn, rolls with butter, celery sticks and carrot sticks,
mashed potatoes, pumpkin pie, turkey and … dressing
Copyright © Michael Fahrenbacher | Year Posted 2010