I found this picture and poem on a blog called "A Life of Grace". I was very touched by it.Thanksgiving
The year has turned its circle,
The seasons come and go
The harvest all is gathered in
And chilly north winds blow.
Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain.
So open wide the doorway-
Thanksgiving comes again.
Author Unknown-
Happy Thanksgiving to all my loved ones.
The year has turned its circle,
The seasons come and go
The harvest all is gathered in
And chilly north winds blow.
Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain.
So open wide the doorway-
Thanksgiving comes again.
Author Unknown-
Happy Thanksgiving to all my loved ones.