Before the Wistful Grandma has the last craft show of 2018 we will be gathering for Thanksgiving. With that in mind I would like to share with you the words I found printed on an antique postcard. No author was cited but the short poem caught my eye. And the words, to me, seem timeless.
Give Thanks:
For sweet hopes born
For sorrows dead,
For true songs sung
For fond words said,
For the ready cup
For the daily bread.
And from me a heartfelt thank you to everyone who has supported me through another year of being Wistful.
Give Thanks:
For sweet hopes born
For sorrows dead,
For true songs sung
For fond words said,
For the ready cup
For the daily bread.
And from me a heartfelt thank you to everyone who has supported me through another year of being Wistful.
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