In gratitude

Secrets not yet revealed

Anyone can clearly see

If emotion kept concealed 

Only pure of heart shall be 

Many hours I have spent

Searching for I do not know 

Hard to fathom my intent

Running fast as I can go

Inside of us there dwells a spark

Very often unignited

Expectations pierce the dark 

Ravishing our lives delighted

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Thanksgiving is beautiful,

Thanksgiving is beautiful, freeing, and catching. This poem of gratitude lifts the soul. Thanks for sharing.


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