Again Thanks-I-Am-Giving~~~~~(Ghazal) Poem by Susan Williams

Again Thanks-I-Am-Giving~~~~~(Ghazal)

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In my life there is room after room of good things
my man is one room for whom thanks-I-am-giving.
I do not know what good seeds I have been sowing
but for not reaping from my bad deeds thanks-I-am-giving.
Every day my life kite through the sky is tripping
and through good times and bad times is zipping but thanks-I-am-giving.
The morning breeze a brand new essence is bringing
and blessings like flowers are budding and blooming and thanks-I-am giving.
When adventure comes a-horseback and hoofbeats are reigning
then the hills are ringing and singing with thanks-I-am-giving.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~©2011, (edited 2018) Susan Williams

Tuesday, March 27, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: thanksgiving
Dr Dillip K Swain 07 March 2022

Every day my life kite through the sky is tripping and through good times and bad times is zipping but thanks-I-am-giving.....a unique poem. I like the way you have expressed things!

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Susan Williams 03 April 2022

Thank you, dear Dr. Dillip, this was a difficult poem for me to write

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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 20 January 2021

While the new renovated site looks good and great some features are missing surely. Like I can't see which is your newest poem.

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Susan Williams 03 April 2022

this can be a confusing site and this aspect has lost a number of great poets from this site

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Richard Wlodarski 06 January 2021

Sounds like it would make a great Thanksgiving song! Love it!

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Susan Williams 16 January 2021

Thank you, Richard! ! ! I did try to make it rhythmical! ! ! !

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 25 August 2018

Revisiting this wonderful poem. One of my favorites. A virtue that we should all possess. The ripple effect of giving thanks is continuous giving. A wonderful offering that found its home in my heart.

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Susan Williams 29 August 2018

That was wonderful to hear! ! ! To write something about our Creator and have someone hold it special in their heart- -there is absolutely no higher honor. Thank You, Rose Marie!

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Flowing like a fountain and running over like a river is this thanks giving treat of a poem. Being thankful for the mundane manifestation of life is simple spectacular. This poem can change the world if its values are validated!

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Susan Williams 27 May 2018

Thanking God for each day we are given tends to make us look around and realize how many blessings we have! Thank you for your encouragement, ny friend

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