The year is slowly winding down
The cooler wind has blown
It's time to reap the harvest
Of all the seeds we've sown
Hard work and God's sweet grace
Have multiplied our yield
To last us through the winter
Our baskets overfilled
God has richly blessed us
With abundance in our crop
We bow our heads in thankfulness
And on our knees we drop
We sometimes take for granted
The gifts that God bestowed
Never bothering to thank Him
For carrying our load
Let us all remember
These blessings we must share
And He will smile upon us
For God is everywhere
Kathleen McCoy Eldridge©
October 12, 2005
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