Thanksgiving

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    Thanksgiving

    His Power consumes me.
    Takes over my body.
    The feeling is unexplainable.
    He rules my heart and soul
    And I rejoice in it.
    For my life would cease to exist
    If I had not His Love.
    A Love that spreads
    Throughout my world.
    I see and feel It wherever I go.
    In the sky, on the land
    In my home, in my baby child.
    For with His Love, He teaches me
    To Love with His Greatness.
    I thank the Lord God
    For all He has given me.
    For without God in my life,
    My world would be a vast nothingness.

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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