thanksgiving
Many people use thanksgiving as a way to show appreciation for all they have been given.
Others just show thanks for the life they are living.
This year I want to show my thanks for what I’ve got…
It’s what keeps me grounded and level headed, a little something I call my “rock”.
Whenever I’m sad or down, my rock gives me strength to get back up.
If I’m hurt or upset, my rock gives me motivation to be tough.
If I have a bad day or something went wrong,
my rock makes me feel content like I’m right where I belong.
Many bumps along the road I have come across,
and yet pain and sadness were my only loss.
Without my rock I honestly think my life would end.
The greatest gift I have… my life, my love, my friend.
What I refer to as my rock is someone precious to me…
He’s all I’ve ever wanted.
He is my heart, my soul, my baby!
2006
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