Fall leaves amid the winter snow,
The sun rise brings pink skies,
Shivers from the brisk cold air,
Keeps the fire burning inside.
Deer and elk gathered in the fields,
On the drive to work each day,
Thoughts of blessings fill my soul,
To know GOD shared with us this way.
The glorious wonders of the earth,
A masterpiece from the Master,
Giving us a glimpse of what we’ll share,
In the ever-after.
Family, Friends all gather to eat,
With a feast fit for a king,The gift of each other and feeling so blessed,
It is called Thanksgiving.

~carla reams

11/2013