MY heart gives thanks for many things; For strength to labor day by day, For sleep that comes when darkness wings With evening up the eastern way. I give deep thanks that I'm at peace With kith and kin and neighbors, too -- Dear Lord, for all last year's increase, That helped me strive and hope and do. My heart gives thanks for many things; I know not how to name them all. My soul is free from frets and stings, My mind from creed and doctrine's thrall. For sun and stars, for flowers and streams, For work and hope and rest and play -- For empty moments given to dreams, For these my heart gives thanks to-day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 1 by CHARLES HAMILTON SORLEY UNDERWOODS: BOOK 2: 16. THE DEAREST FRIENDS ARE THE AULDEST FRIENDS by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON DOWN BY THE SALLEY GARDENS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS MAGUS MUIR by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN OXFORD IN WAR-TIME by LAURENCE BINYON THE GIFT by ALICE EWING BLACKWELL THE WELCOME by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |