I am thankful…

For sorrows that pass me by

For the cleansing of a simple sigh

For Donya’s Pumpkin Pie (more almonds, please)

And Ty

I am thankful…

For the memory of friendships past

For Autumn (but it goes too fast)

For my half-empty, half-full glass

And Ty

I am thankful…

For tears I never cried

For okra when it’s fried

For the people who are on my side

And Ty

I am thankful…

For 1940 – ’91

For the man who called me son

Though he left with work undone

And Ty

I am thankful…

For troubles I never see

For daughters better than me

For freedom that isn’t free

And Ty

I am thankful…

For Tommy and Mary Lou

For Felicia and Jimbo, too

(Tell them and I will sue)

And Ty

I am thankful…

For breakfast, especially Mom’s

For the occasional trip to Tom’s

For my sisters and…okay, Don

And Ty

I am thankful…

For the woman I take for granted

For kisses yet unplanted

For a love that’s been enchanted

And Ty

I am thankful…

For Christ and Calvary

For sinners He loves, like me

For the promise of eternity

And Ty

I am thankful…

For a thousand other things

For the hope that a new day brings

For a phone that sometimes rings

And Ty

I am thankful…

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By Gene

I am a lover, a fighter, and a midnight writer. I love football, hamburgers, and philosophical inquiries. I love Jesus more than any of that. I love my wife, my daughters, my grandson, and my English Setters, Huck and Finn. I also love Huck Finn...and other seminal characters in American literature. Like Gus McCrae. I love the English language. I love to dive into the wonders of its depth and splash around in the shallow end where colloquialisms and slang rule and reign.

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