My beloved, Thanksgiving always comes

on Thursday. This is a day of endless

thanks even for the unrighteous.


However we rejoice in thanksgiving

all the days of our lives as we know

the Creator of thanks.


My darling I am grateful that you treasure

poems, verse and keepsakes for the heart as

I have not gold or silver.


But my Father is rich in all things especially

in love. See this day as a further testament

of our love.


Sweet night dreams and our waking

thoughts are for evermore as good thoughts.

Meanwhile these virtuous thoughts move the soul creating a good Sprit.


Love Now & Forever,




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