Love Thanksgiving Poems | Examples
These Love Thanksgiving poems are examples of Thanksgiving poems about Love. These are the best examples of Thanksgiving Love poems written by international poets.
ON SECOND THOUGHT:
GLORY TO GOD ON THIS DAY
What a weary day,
All seemed to have gone astray;
Yet we’ve survived all:-
Glory be to God for His
Navigations through this day:-
What a profound day,
Directions asked and given;
Journey completed:
All challenges overcomed
By divine wisdom’s guidance:-
Never doubt, you two:
You and God in love’s oneness,
And its bound onement:-
Praise such onderful glory:
Daily journeying with God.
Thus, give God glory;
For this, and every day,
Perpendicular:-
For all are gifted blessed days:
Laboring blessed days of love:-
When you ask forth
unto the Lord
you are talking to Him
Be minded Our Father
Not a begging or complaining
Garment for you to wear
Just talk to Him
About everything
For He knows already everything
He just wants you to acknowledge
Him always in prayer, He so cares
All things you ask for in prayer you will receive if you have faith
Yes! All things you ask for in prayer you will receive if you have faith
Our Lord's grace, in place, He listens to every word, He's our living witness
Jesus Our Lord God hears us
8/24/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
OF DIVINE WILL AND TESTIMONY: Apropos Of Me And My Queen
We’re moving onward,
84 and 82
Praise God for time together;
Nourishing one another:-
In our love’s oneness,
We have lived in its onement;
Bound onederfully:
Glory to togetherness;
Living our God’s unity:-
Though life is waning,
To God, we’re not complaining;
Our love still waxing:
Ready for who may go first—
Going together—we thirst:-
Happy as can be,
My beautiful Queen and me:
Living supremely:
Praise God for deliverance,
Divine wisdom, and guidance:-
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY TO UNCLES
When our father died,
You uncles became “Daddies”:
We, foster children:-
Our children called you Grandpa;
Theirs know you as Great Grandpa:-
Glory be to God,
For you Josephs, in our lives:
Blessed we have been!
Happy Father’s Day, Uncles:
Uncle BO and Uncle DENNIS!
We blessed Lowe children–
Lou, Norma, “Deac” and Sula–
Praise God for you two:-
You and your labors of love,
Today, we share happy tears of love:-
potatoes yes, tomatoes no
November they are not good-to-go
Jello, not anymore
gourmet popcorn I show the door
I like things that are stuffed and puffed
sweetened with sugar, the icing is never enough
gravy? Oh yes, biscuits and cheese sauce too
steak and eggs? You cannot lose!
beef and noodles, my go-to-dish
chicken? only the breast, and no danged fish
unless it is fried shrimp, I love it with marmalade sauce
homemade cake and coconut, yes, by gosh!
Nurtured with God’s divine grace
Faith thrives midst challenging race
Asserting gratitude voice
That in love, peace does rejoice.
Triumphant against sorrow
Heart basks along blessings glow
Vibrant to share kindness’ light
Expressing thankful* delight.
*1Thessalonians 5:18 In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
March 4, 2026
5th place, "Poem Your Voice" Jueju Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Charles Messina; judged on 3/16/2026
DAWNED TO SHINE
Dawned another day;
Healed body and mind ready:
Love’s labors waiting:-
Like the sunshine of the day,
May I light up other’s souls:-
AT THE PORT OF AMAZING GRACE
On a remote isle of
emotional consciousness
wandering undulating waves
kiss shores sanded with keloid memories
reflecting a journey sailed over whirlwind waters
of testing currents of life that battered my faithful ship of hope
that is now docked at the disembarking horizon of God’s great
port of amazing grace: its bells ringing love and clanging liberty:-
Another huge turkey was caught
The big pheasant was housed in the vault
For consumption
Not for admiration
I'm neither talking about the wild turkey
Who’s running for President
Nor the one which is a country
Now embroiled
And roiled in turmoil
I am talking about the noisy pheasant
That we all like to fest on the last Thursday
Of November every year, and on New Year’s Day.
I can’t wait to enjoy its thighs and wings
I can’t wait afterwards to make the swings
Squeak and cry, because we all weigh more
Than before: the skinny, the rich and the poor.
Happy Thanksgiving Day everybody
The President already pardoned a gorgeous turkey.
Hebert Logerie Wednesday, November 25, 2015
Happy Thanksgiving!
Remember times of your childhood.
Plenty of turkey, dressing and apple or pumpkin pie.
Family and good tidings!
The air would smell of cooked Turkey.
Love with family and friends.
Eating food, watching movies or seeing the games!
Being there for each other, remember to be thankful!
Times of happiness as a child.
Things sure change when family isn't around!
You hope that things can not be sad.
You try to stay glad and remember happy memories!
Happy Thanksgiving!
Enjoy your day!
Remember the memories!
Try and make new ones!
May your hearts be full of thankfulness
May your bellies be filled as well and blessed
May you be happy wherever you may be
May you have love, hope and peace
Peace of knowing my soul He did save;
Love of us He so graciously gave.
Understanding our Eden-banned loss;
Mercy He showed even on the cross.
I know I'm blessed
and have much to be thankful for
I've lived many happy decades
love and friendships along the way
I look around and see much strife
in many corners of the world
I appreciate the peace surrounding me
and all the luxuries not to be taken for granted
My heart bleeds to think not everyone
has peace of mind for their family
in war torn countries they fear for their safety
I pray for an era where conciliation will reign for all
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
OF MERCY AND DAILY BREAD
It’s death, not life,
That’s inevitable.
Rather than being evoked
By what we’re dying of,
Let us give God the praises
For what we’re daily living with:-
In God’s healing spirit,
That has us perpendicular,
We’re not breathlessly parallel:
Our mission, not yet completed:-
Remember, we pray for daily healing;
Thus, must be our daily thanksgiving:
Reflected in daily labors of love
As we share the sacred word:-
Thus, let us live and share peace and love,
In the best mission-purpose endeavors,
Until we hear that resurrecting holy whisper:
“Well done, my servant. Come…take your rest.”
TRAINED BY THE TRANE
(Apropos Of A Freestyle-Tanka Coltrane Eulogy)
Was Once Kind Of Blue;
Then, I Took Giant Steps:
Found A Love Supreme:-
Went Down To Alabama:
Labored In Labors Of Love:-
In Resolution,
Divine Wisdom And Guidance,
God Called Me To Serve:-
Today, I Soul Trane Daily:
Been Teaching 53 years:-
You Can’t Stop Teaching
Divine Wisdom And Guidance:
It’s Just Like Preaching!
Trane’s Sax, Made Sure It Would Be:
With Me, It’s With Poetry:-
Sitting Here, Engrossed
In [This] Sentimental Mood,
Has Been A Long Time:-
I’m Now Over 83;
Been Traneing for 70:-
Trane’s Musical Psalms,
Continue To Uplift me,
With Divine Wisdom:
Nourishing My Energy
In Love’s Labors Of Duty:-