As Thanksgiving Day rolls around,
It brings up some facts, quite profound.
We may think that we're poor,
Feel like bums, insecure,
But in truth, our riches astound.
We have friends and family we love;
We have guidance from heaven above.
We have so much more
Than they sell in a store,
We're wealthy, when push comes to shove.
So add up your blessings, I say;
Make Thanksgiving last more than a day.
Enjoy what you've got;
Realize it's a lot,
And you'll make all your cares go away.
To You And Yours!
Poem By Karl Fuchs
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"Faith of our Fathers"
This is a Catholic hymn,
written in 1849 by Frederick William Faber
in memory of the Catholic martyrs from the time
of the establishment of the Church of England
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