We share this original poem* from my daughter Michelle, whose gratitude, confidence, and hope I greatly admire:
The night is fleeing ‘ere we leave the banquet hall.
A little turkey, some stuffing here,
Rolls and casseroles galore.
All God’s children and family too,
That is something to be thankful for.
Family, food, and all things,
no matter what else may come.
*Through Time’s Looking Glass: A Book of Poetry, Michelle Swope.
We invite you to explore My Thankfulness Journals to cultivate gratitude in children, grandchildren, Sunday School students, and classrooms.