Thanksgiving of Love
Whatever word you say to me
Is collected in a bowl
With each word you add to it
It feeds my hungry soul
You’re making sure the bowl is full
It can never dry out
Neither can it burst or break
It grows with what it holds
You filled the bowl generously
A life-long well filled plate
I am constantly overfed
A joy of gaining weight
Healthy ingredients of love
I’m receiving from you
I am adding my spices and cook
Our daily love-dinner for two
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In Love and Light
Absolutely gorgeous poem…the pic too, so dreamy!
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Thank you, Holly. It took me a while to find a picture I liked. I am glad it all worked out and you like it, Holly 😊
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That’s just beautiful.
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Thank you 😊
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My pleasure always!
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Thank you for the wonderful Thanksgiving poem, Erika! Sorry, yesterday it seems i was mentally far away from the reality. 😉 Lol, dont worry, but it seems after months of silence our officials are woken up. I got so many printed letters, which had to be answered in time. Best wishes, Michael
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I am glad you made it through, Michael. Sounds like you are truly challenged… some days even more than usual! I hope you can enjoy the weekend a bit and recover from the week!
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Thank you very much, Erika! Yes i will try to do so. Hope you will have a beautiful weekend too. Michael
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Thank you very much, dear Michael! Take care!
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so beautiful, Happy Thanksgiving to you!
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Thank you, Neha! I wish you a wonderful time with your loved ones 💖
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❤ ❤
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