We Thank Thee, Lord
by Robert F. Dotson | On Thanksgiving Day when the table was spread,
There was turkey and dressing,
And fresh loaves of bread!
A variety of vegetables steaming hot,
Were brought to the table,
Straight from the pot!
There were homemade pickles right from the jar!
To find any better one would have to go far!
The pumpkin, apple, and mincemeat pies,
If taken to the fair,
Would have won first prize!
There were cabbage and corn puddins',
And candied yams,
And several different kinds
Of jellies and jams!
There were freshly baked apples,
Yellow and red,
And friendship, banana nut,
And cranberry breads!
On the counter nearby was a ship-shaped bin,
Filled with cookies looking like,
Pilgrim women and men!
When the meal was fully prepared,
Those gathered there,
Bowed their heads and listened,
To Grandpa's prayer!
He said, "We thank Thee Lord,"
"For this Thanksgiving feast!"
"Each one of us is grateful,"
"From the eldest to the least!"
"We could never repay You,"
"For the bountiful yield,"
"Of vegetables from the garden,"
"And crops from the field!"
"There were more taters in the hills,"
"And the corn had larger ears,"
"And the pumpkin and squash crop,"
"Was the biggest in years!"
"We also thank Thee Lord,"
"For the sunshine and the rain,"
"And for the perfect weather,"
"For harvesting grain!"
"Lord, You've always been Someone,"
"On whom we could depend,"
"You're closer than a brother,"
"And our dearest Friend!"
"We thank Thee for fellowship,"
"With these our kin,"
"And if it be Thy will we'll meet once again!"
Suddenly, Grandpa finished his prayer and then,
The kinfolk all joined together
With a hearty "Amen!" | Robert F. Dotson
Copyright 1998
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