O Give Thanks

Give thanks for simply things today;
A sturdy roof, our daily bread,
A kettle singing on the fire,
And seasoned wood piled in the shed.

Give thanks for beauty, crimson leave
Against a sky of gentian blue,
For fruitfulness and harvestings
For sudden song and laughter, too.

For health and strength to do our work,
For comradeship along the way,
For life, the greatest gift of all,
We keep in gratitude this day.

Count your blessings
Thanksgiving comes to us each year.
Some pray, some feast, some rest.
I fold my hands and bow my head
And count the ways I'm blest.

-Lucille Crumley (found the bulletin at my parent's church this weekend)