From home to home, my wishes fly,
From heart to heart, they reach the sky.
On this Thanksgiving, I send to you,
Warm greetings and blessings, pure and true.
May this day remind you of life's delight,
And fill your heart with joy, shining brightly.
Remind us of the wonders we often miss,
The countless blessings we dismiss,
In your infinite love, we are embraced,
A world of possibilities, interlaced.
For the sustenance we seek,
For the crystal streams, we drink,
For shelter's embrace and companionship's joy,
We offer our gratitude, humble and coy.
In the realm of splendor and abundance,
Where solace and optimism reside,
In your divine essence's embrace,
Our jubilant hymns shall forever abide.
So let us cherish, this moment so dear,
The impact we've made is crystal clear.
Grateful I am, for people like you,
In this season's embrace, our gratitude is anew.
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Awww, this was such a wonderful poem! Happy Thanksgiving!