The year has turned it's circle,
The seasons come and go.
The harvest is all gathered in,
And chilly north wind blow.
Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields their yellow grain.
So open wide the doorway,
Thanksgiving comes again.
Wishing my dear friends
A Blessed Thanksgiving.
Connie
Happy Thanksgiving Connie!
ReplyDeleteMorning Connie, wonderful warm post.......Wishing you and yours a Happy Thanksagiving, Hugs Francine.
ReplyDeleteHi Connie, greetings from Montreal, Canada. I just found your blog and absolutely love the music and photos. Happy Thanksgiving.
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