The Thankful Box

It's just a little box that we use at this time each
year,
But what is in that little box will always bring a
tear.
It's something that we do each year for all to
benefit,
Everyone has placed a little note inside of it.

We all named it our "thankful box" and what the notes
will say,
Are all the things we're thankful for on this
Thanksgiving Day.
One of us will read the notes as we all sit around,
And slowly read what each note says and what we've
written down.

We do not sign the little notes or put our names on
it,
But as the little notes are read we know just who they
fit.
Sometimes the notes are thankful for a loving Mom and
dad,
Sometimes the notes are thankful for a victory that
they had.

Sometimes the notes are thankful for a husband or a
wife,
Sometimes the notes are thankful for a new start with
their life.
A new one in the family will draw a note or two,
Especially if the stork has brought it to our family
new.

Each year we read the little notes and then we laugh
and cry,
Realizing that this year has almost passed us by.
The year is drawing to a close and there has been some
change,
Some thankful things are near to us but some are out
of range.

This year as we read the notes they seemed to ring out
clear,
We didn't take for granted many things we had this
year.
Some things that were read from the notes we never
heard before,
It seemed we took them all for granted until this new
war.

Thankful for our freedom . . . yes, the words now come
alive.
Thankful for our way of life and not just to survive.
Thankful that we have a home with friends and family,
Living free and just enjoying all that we can see.

Having laws and government that still protect our
rights,
Having those in charge so we sleep peaceful through
our nights.
Yes, this year has made our thankful box more
meaningful,
But the last note found inside our box made life seem
beautiful.

Scribbled in a crayon were some printed words in blue,

We knew one of the kids had done it, which one, no one
knew.
They always needed help to write so this was very odd,

A simple crayon note in blue that spelled out, "Thank
You God."

Shared by Linda June Fritz