Tuesday, October 14, 2008

ThanksGiving Poem

All we do is live and you love us
We mess up but you created us
When we doubt you give us hope
You gave youe one and only son for us
As we are unable to fathom it,
We give you thanks for what you done
Through the thanks we are able to give
Your love, Your word, Your son.
Some have so little,
But yet thanks are still extended
Pockets empty,
But yet they still give.
Letting your light shine through
Like a blazing fire.
Letting our hearts be seen
For what they are.
No words can express our thanks
Truely this is agape love.