Thankful to give.
And feeling blessed to be able.
This day in November,
With kept joyful memories.
It seems as if,
Too swift this day comes to leave,
Those we loved to love...
More remembered,
For the quality of their unselfish
Deeds.
Thankful to give,
Time to reminisce the importance...
That it is to express gratefulness.
And 'everyday'.
Appreciating the experience,
Of not just receiving.
But doing it to be heard.
And confessed.
Before, during and not after,
When...
Days like this come to go away.
'I'm thankful to give.
And you? '
-I'm thankful to be with you,
And to receive...
In the sharing of our giving.-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem