A Thanksgiving – Poem For summer rains, and winter’s sun, For autumn breezes crisp and sweet; For labors doing, to be done, And labors all complete; For April, May, and lovely June, For bud, and bird, and berried vine; For joys of morning, night, and noon, My thanks, dear Lord, are Thine! For loving friends on every side; For children full of joyous glee; For all the blessed Heavens wide, And for the sounding sea; For mountains, valleys, forests deep; For maple, oak, and lofty pine; For rivers on their seaward sweep, My thanks, dear Lord, are Thine! For light and air, for sun and shade, For merry laughter and…
