Saturday, May 17, 2008
The Forerunner (1:1): "Thanksgiving" (Poem, Charlotte Perkins Gilman)
--The Lord to make them thankful for a meal
Expecting Him to furnish all the food
And then provide them with the gratitude
--They haven't grace to feel.
I never thought much of this yearly thanks,
--Either for what once happened long ago,
Or for "our constant mercies." To my mind
If we're to thank a Power that's daily kind,
--Our annual's too slow.
Suppose we spread Thanksgiving--hand it round--
--Give God an honest heartful every day;
And, while we're being thankful, why not give
Some gratitude to those by whom we live--
--As well as stingy pay?
Originally published in Forerunner: 1:1 (November 1909).
Etext from Project Gutenberg.
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