Thanksgiving

I had never truly understood the meaning of thanksgiving Till one day I was shown a glimpse of the Lord above A frequent visitor to the church I was Always carried his faith in my heart. As I waited to hear the list of survivors My son being a soldier in the army A fierce battle had been fought, many to it were lost Recalling the tears in his eyes the last he bid goodbye Clutching me tight, "Mother, pray I don't make you cry." You won't my darling, have faith in him above He takes care of us all, so tender is his love Our fingers parted softly, he was gone without another word Sinking heart , of the news to be broken Oh! Lord please return my boy, at your feet I shall stay Listening afraid, to the names being called He was not amongst the ones who the Lord had chosen. Tears rolled down my cheeks flushed with relief so great I had never been so close to losing someone, so dear The biggest part of me could have been lost forever But my faith surely made me value thanksgiving even more. Contest Thanksgiving Poetry Contest Sponsor Regina McIntosh Date 20/11/2020