for flowers that bloom about our feet;
for tender grass, so fresh, so sweet;
for song of bird, and hum of bee;
for all things fair we hear or see,
father in heaven, we thank thee.
for blue of stream and blue of sky;
for pleasant shade of branches high;
for fragrant air and cooling breeze;
for beauty of the blooming trees,
father in heaven, we thank thee.
-ralph waldo emerson
let us prepare our hearts as the season of thanks draws near.
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