Happy Thanksgiving
when I peruse the news?
Our world is filled with suffering
and terrorism brews.
I’m thankful I’m American,
where freedoms are assured.
I’m thankful for my kith and kin,
whose love o’er time endured.
I thank God when I wake
regardless how I ache.
At night, I pray at dawn,
papers say all problems gone.
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