The day has come to thank the Lord,
Hail His presence, express our thanks
Amidst the chaos, worldly pain;
Needs no money saved in our banks!
Kind we’ll be to our kith and kin,
Smile at them, each person we see.
Gratitude shall be the slogan,
Insides will soon turn clutter-free.
Vagaries of each mind will cease
In seconds once perspectives change;
Now it is time we started seeing
Good, be circumstance fine or strange.
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Categories: Acrostic Poetry