As Thanksgiving Nears
As Thanksgiving nears, I reflect
on the blessings of my past year
filled with all that I hold most dear.
Sunshine days with flowers perfect.
Autumn’s colors that all respect
as Thanksgiving nears.
Other memories I inspect
of frisky frogs and graceful deer,
pleasant pastures with rivers near
and mountains from the Architect
as Thanksgiving nears.
(Other - Rondine)
Copyright © Linda Alice Fowler | Year Posted 2022
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