The Promise : Thanksgiving Poetry

It's oh so quiet here. In the early hours of dawn. As dew falls to blanket the earth. In a frost dress made of white.As memories fade with time. And love ones are truly gone. Taken like a thief in the night.

Yet I'm thankful and rejoice, for pain is truly gone. Even as my eyes blur with tears of missing you. I face the road I must travel on. As Thanks  Is given for the hope. given to each man. That one day soon we will be together again.

So sit and eat Thanksgiving Day remember what it's for. All this life is just a precurse, of a better life to come. So with each word a promise. Take it in times of need and in storm. The Promise is there to see you thru. Till we meet on that distant shore.

Originally Posted On Site: 2011-11-13 07:30:11
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