In Thanks
I stand the ranks
with grateful thanks
for
kith and kin,
foe and friend.
Here’s to
ones I love,
have loved,
and
those yet to come.
To hearth and home
and those who roam.
A pleasant day to you.
Feast and feed.
Serve those in need
and count yourselves
the blessed few.
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