Best Thanking Poems
How can I thank you for saving our lives?
Because of you my whole family survives
My pups and I were surrounded by smoke
As you rushed through the door, we heard you choke
The flames you doused after pulling us out
My gratitude I offer, snout to snout
I see you have burn marks behind your cheek
I, too, have scars on my black coat once sleek
And as I gaze into your bright blue eyes
I’ve seen you before, I now realize
We’d been in front of the World Trade Center
My owner and I watched as you entered
A hero in every sense of the word
Your safety for others always deferred
And to think you’d risk your life once again
When fire victims were not even human
*For Joyce Johnson’s “Doggy Gratitude” contest
Ode to God
these simple things we ignore
the breath we breathe
the life we live
the hair on our head
our fingers and toes
approximately
the closeness of our skin
the times that we are alone
but yet not alone
3/20/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.
You stand in front of a garden so vast
You gave a smile that could shame the great sun
You went to the young roses, as you must
You water them with knowledge, like you can
The roses you see almost everyday
You truly do care for them so dearly
You tell them great stories to make their day
And you always do it wholeheartedly
One time you pick a few, we pricked your hand
It hurts so much, so we ask forgiveness
I wish it will not hurt this genuine bond
That will be destroyed by our thorned progess
I want to say a million thanks to whom
Made the beautiful roses greatly bloom
Thank you, Mother Nature, for the colors of each season
You wield a crafty paintbrush, that's not just my opinion
Many vivid hues are draped across your easel apron
Summer, winter, spring and fall, you are the main attraction
The Earth caresses every colorful application
Written for Adeleke's contest
Nurturing poets to produce.
My motivational, poetical writing, spoken wordress muse.
In leading me to the speak easy cafe site.
To cause me initiating rites to write.
I am tattooing you.
These lines of poetry view.
Her medicine- just write- she administers like a poetic prescription
A writers treatment for bloc- no pre, nor post, just non existing that's her description
For tempting and hooking me back to my addiction.
Surprise! tattooeterized your name in this rendition.
U indelible watch within the ink.
A grateful gratitude laid you in this piece.
Cocked a pen - sprayed you like i shot a glock.
Your names bleeding- piercing lines-so i unlock this puzzling poetic tattoo thanking you.
Thanking you for letting me
know you,
would be such a great
injustice.
For there are no words
yet written
to say the way I feel.
For you encompass the body
of a woman,
heart of a child,
and the touch of an angel.
The Batkovan Brief - Thanking Lady Luc....
If I were to say I’ve never loved
then I’ve never lived.
And if I were to say I’ve lived,
then I’ve lived a lie.
To have loved would have been to have known you.
Because, first there was you, and then there was ‘love’.
And now that I know you ...
I now know love - and know that I can love.
Now that I have seen you, touched you, breathed you,
I know I shall love you …and know that I live.
Robert A (April 2016)
thanking Jesus Christ
a turkey on thanksgiving
why not everyday?
The Pleasure of Thinking and Thanking
Pleasure comes in many forms. The ultimate is what pleases you. So decide! Do for you, what others may not do.
Please do not misunderstand, it’s not a game. You are already a winner, just as you stated and did not hesitate.
It amazing, I can do both and receive the same joy. Ummm! The pleasure of thinking and thanking. It’s delicious and nutritious.
I must do it more. This, I could adore. I think, I will thank more.
Since I’ve tried it, I have become a better me. Ah! What a relief, no more tests, more rest, less stress, more pleasantry when dealing with humanity.
What was I thinking? When I could have been thanking. Oh well! Never too late, I may as well take the bait.
EXTRA- EXTRA, Read all about it! “Individual Discovers New Gift”. As a result of this discovery, numerous life changing events have made their life meaningful, joyful, and peaceful.
Thanking you, for thinking of me.
Dr. “G”
Some things about that New Year’s Eve
I never will forget;
A sweet, soft-spoken Andrea
and young man proud to wed.
My New Year’s cheers was sounded by,
four strangers on a street.
Opening their hearts to me –
how beautiful when new souls meet.
Yes, as I strolled those joyous roads;
love pouring uncontained.
My most embracing New Year’s kiss,
with Mary shall remain.
So many faces on my rove –
How David’s words me touched.
Euphoria! Millennia!
It all became too much.
And as I wandered back to where,
my peace and solace reigns;
I’m thanking all the faces that,
me this acclaim attains.
Praisin' Kringle,
jolly old Nick--
for last year's
Christmas
found smashed gifts.
Cause pop-pop
suspects,
dad's stuck again--
inside our
sooty chimney.
For comedy play "Swear It Was The Moon"
FINALE, All 7 main actors rotating and together, 4th verse "Moonie" pulls out micro-phone for audience to say 'Thank you"
Thank you all for coming,
I give my thanks for this.
When you go and
leave this show-
it's you
I will so miss
and
you and you and you...
Thank you.
To the people in the back rows and
the middle too-
I give my thanks with no pranks
sincerely thanking you...
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.
People in the front rows,-
Guess what I'm to say...
Thank you
Thank you very much,
Thanks in every way...
to you and you, you too- Thank you.
Thank you to the rooftop,
Thank you to the floor.
Thank you for applauding me,
Thanking just once more-
Thank you, I do
Your cue-
"Thank you".
Thank you to the ladies
and the gentlemen,
Thank you to the children
Thanking once again...
Thank you, Thank you, You too- Thank you.
Please take care if driving home,
Note: Nightcaps in the lobby.
We take tips for hardships,
Thank you everybody.
Thank you, Thank you, You too- Thank you.
People standing up-
am nearly finished-done...
Thank you, thank you,
Thank you, thank you...
Thank You everyone.
they were there on the water
little bees trying to save their life
some did,the others died
the little girl took a thin wood
in order to take them out
a few days she did so
little bees wanted to thank her
and kissed her hands before they flew
the small pool is still in the garden
but not any bees come there
just their little, sweet remembrance
showing even bees could understand
what love and thanking meant!
From a true story of my childhood
Thoughts on World Diabetes Day(14th Nov.2018):
'Immersed in the ocean of Blessing'
Immersed in the ocean of blessing,
God's mercy all times encompassing.
Even then all times Iam complaining,
Petty things I never forgetting.
At the 'have-nots' Iam never looking,
My own self, I keep on prodding.
A young man on dialysis was running,
Our water-works are really fascinating!
With a white cane a lady was walking,
Eyesight is miracle,for all who are retaining !
Whose heart is aching and failing,
What a blessing this pump entailing !
On the above three as Iam pondering,
Each insult 'diabetes' was causing.
God always Iam thanking,
For the health & right path He's showing.
Diabetes always I'll be fighting,
The suffering I'll always be guiding.
Grant me more I’m all excitement.
I should’ve long thought of it: Chastisement;
Find a reason to not pay all of them:
“Some have to my poor firm pushed their problem.”
He who flies off the handle I’ll handle:
Very simple: the Sack Fire kindle.
I will have blown out hoped-on candle
For the clear lover of thread and spindle…
Has any staff killed boss who’d failed to pay
And it was his signal he should not stay?
If it’s in the papers note the day
And acquire bullets you might just spray!