Thanking Poems - Poems about Thanking

My mom and dad fought in World War 2 They made it home…which is every soldiers aim I didn’t know them before their war but I imagine they didn’t come back the same. I had friends who were drafted…and Vietnam is where they fought some of them made it home…some of them did not. I have never been to war..never...

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Holy-Wholly His omnipotent eyes looking Seeing Daddy God ever watching over you Prayer: Father we thank you for your mercies and grace That’s brought us to this new day place You’re all seeing eyes watching over us. Thank you for another day to see the sunrise, sunlight Another chance in your light new day Thank you Father how you watch over us Always...

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Thanking our Father For Himself and Our Earthen father Why? Because He made me so Is divinely intertwined In an earthen vessel. Fearfully and wonderfully made You’re dear and precious! Thank God for His purpose. Thank God for His purpose Thank God for His purpose Blessed, blessings to you Beloved. Always, always, always Thanking our Father For Himself and Our...

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May we be blessed to acknowledge all the wonders in our life that have, for us, thus far accrued… and to begin each day with a word of thanks… and thoughts of gratitude. Today I’d like to take this moment to use time and space to thank the people who’ve made me a better person and my world a better place...

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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...

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Offering Thanks to the Lord Accept my thanks, Merciful Lord, ...

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To each and every single individual Who has ever been kind enough to have taken his or her time To stop and read anything of mine that I have written And afterwards also then taken a moment of their time to pass comment Tonight I am feeling loved up so this is targeted at you From the bottom of my heart...

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His smile is like a light Reflecting the joy inside The warmth, the music, the life Playing with colors so alive They thrive in sincere inspirations Hues of hope falling like raindrops Silencing the darkness of clouds Who don’t know the beauty and truth Found on the soul of one so splendid The heart that trembles with a love So enlightening – it thrives and...

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Writing poetry is my passion It always has been Right from my school days Back then, it was just a hobby Pursued after school time and study time Back then, I never dreamt of anything bigger I was content with writing in my diary During my college days, my interest grew I learnt about various forms And was always keen to explore them I used...

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To You I earnestly pray, Thank you for another day, Your blessings I can't repay....

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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....

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OH! OH! Really freely and truly wonderful Are my God given poetic gifts My beloved Lord and Savior has bequeathed to me. Oh how very bless I am indeed! And I want to share your gift to others That they may come to know just how You are much more precious than diamonds! And more valuable than either silver or gold! At first...

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Whether you are in St. Petersburg or Moscow, if you want to thank someone, here's how: To any native citizen of Russia, all you have to say is "spassiba". In return, they will say "pazhalusta". ...

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Oft a desert stretches out before me, empty of hope, sustenance, or new vista. It tortures me: Illusions of being free, its windy tendrils teasing skin as mine own Callista. And as my salt-crusted eyes searches the heat-dancing nadir, my thudding heart grows ever weaker. Thoughts abound unbidden about the Father, His will in this, my quest as truth-seeker. I strive on, each...

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There is a list of people, That we seldom refer to, Containing most of the people who gave us good advice, Who pointed out paths that we would otherwise not have taken, Who kickstarted our careers, Who saw the good in us, when others only saw the bad, Who invested in our untested abilities, Who gave us a hug or a smile...

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