Thanksgiving Grace

As we sit here at this table, surrounded by love,

We are mindful of our blessings bestowed from above.

Lord, we’re reminded of all that You’ve done for us,

And that we have no call to ever complain or fuss.

Before us on this table set the fruits of our toil,

But we’d have nothing if You didn’t bless our soil.

For, the year gone by has sure treated us good,

Now let us give thanks the way we properly should.

Our children are blessed to be so healthy and strong,

Good kids with respect who know right from wrong.

On cattle we broke even, on almost every cost,

Nothing was made, but thank You nothing was lost.

We got the rain and the field ditches ran at full brim,

Unlike those years of drought when all seemed so grim.

The crop came in rich, suffering no loss or harm,

And for one more year the bank won’t get our farm.

Lord, we work mighty hard, but we still laugh and smile,

We’ve got a happy family that makes it all worthwhile.

We know You guide our life’s steps every inch of the way,

And I try to say thanks at the end of each passing day.

Well, the little ones are anxious for daddy to say Amen,

So they can grab the legs off this ol’ turkey hen.

So in this season of thanks, we put away our fear,

Thank You Lord – it’s been a mighty good year.

                           Dave P. Fisher