Thanksgiving Poems. - Mother Goose Caboose
Thanksgiving Poems. - Mother Goose Caboose
Thanksgiving Poems. - Mother Goose Caboose
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<strong>Thanksgiving</strong> <strong>Poems</strong>.<strong>Thanksgiving</strong> cont’d. Ella Wheeler Wilcox.<strong>Mother</strong><strong>Goose</strong><strong>Caboose</strong>.comp.22.Farseeing is the soul and wiseWho knows the mask is double.But he who has the faith and strengthTo thank his God for sorrowHas found a joy without alloyTo gladden every morrow.We ought to make the moments notesOf happy, glad <strong>Thanksgiving</strong>;The hours and days a silent phraseOf music we are living.And so the theme should swell and growAs weeks and months pass o'er us,And rise sublime at this good time,A grand <strong>Thanksgiving</strong> chorus.- Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850-1919)
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