How beautiful the leaves
grow old. How full of light
and color are their last days.
--- John Burroughs
grow old. How full of light
and color are their last days.
--- John Burroughs

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Today's poem ---
I LIVE IN THE LAND
OF THANKFULNESS
by Frank B. Whitney
I love the Land of Thankfulness
where blessings overflow;
I claim it as my native home,
most charming land I know;
And if I've need of anything,
no matter what it be,
I just give thanks with confidence
and see it come to me.
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I like to live in Thankfulness---
would live there all my days;
Would let its spirit stir my soul
and fill my heart with praise.
I questioned once how I had found
a place of such a kind;
Knew I'd discovered it, because
I'd thankful thoughts in mind.
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Oh, come with me to Thankfulness!
We ask but this of you:
That you be always thankful, friend---
but this is all you do.
And if there's anything you need,
no longer doubt or fear;
The thing you seek's awaiting you,
it surely will appear.
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HAVE A X-TRA-ORDINARY DAY!
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