<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=515907" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Song Of Thanksgiving! ! ! !</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thanking all the Gods that humor me; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For the sun on my back<br>And a dream to clasp.<br>For the crystal brooks<br>In which a glimpse to grasp.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For a song in my ear <br>And a tune to ignore <br>What God didn’t put in there<br>All the worldly disorder, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For a friendly face to anxiously seek<br>The romance and the mystique, <br>For the sweet honeycomb, <br>The entire globe the deft can comb<br>With a wander streak.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For the twinkle in every raindropp I see, <br>Before it hits the dust in melancholy, <br>For a snooze on the flower-cup bed, <br>With a bee jazzing in my head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For the fruits lashing my brow, <br>With all expectations in stow.<br>For the candle in the wind, <br>And every strong gush they send.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For the sweet smelling flowers, <br>To exalt you in early morning hours.<br>For the innocent rose<br>That makes her way out of the thorny growth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Most of all I thank- for paving a path, <br>And lighting a spark, <br>And a hand to hold with you as I walk</div><div style="margin:10px 0">26TH sEPTEMBER-10</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Seema+joglekar">Seema joglekar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=515907" data-title="A Song Of Thanksgiving! ! ! ! de Seema joglekar" data-description="Thanking all the Gods that humor me; For the sun on my back And a dream to clasp. For the crystal brooks In which a glimpse to grasp. For a song in my ear And a tune to ignore What God didn’t put in there All the worldly disorder, For a f..."></div> </div> </div>

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