Upon the days of bygone years,
the days I loved so well;
But thinking of them now
I wish somehow that I could know
A simple old Thanksgiving Day,
like those of long ago,
When all the family gathered round a table richly spread,
With little Jamie at the foot and grandpa at the head,
The youngest of us all to greet the oldest with a smile,
With mother running in and out
and laughing all the while.
It may be I'm old-fashioned,
but it seems to me today
We're too much bent on having fun
to take the time to pray;
Each little family grows up with fashions of its own;
It lives within a world itself and wants to be alone.
It has its special pleasures, its circle, too, of friends;
There are no get-together days;
each one his journey wends,
Pursuing what he likes the best in his particular way,
Letting the others do the same upon Thanksgiving Day.
I like the olden way the best, when relatives were glad
To meet the way they used to do when I was but a lad;
The old home was a rendezvous for all our kith and kin,
And whether living far or near they all came trooping in
With shouts of "Hello, daddy!" as they fairly stormed the place
And made a rush for mother, who would stop to wipe her face
Upon her gingham apron before she kissed them all,
Hugging them proudly to her breast, the grownups and the small.
Then laughter rang throughout the home, and,
Oh, the jokes they told;
From Boston, Frank brought new ones, but father sprang the old;
All afternoon we chatted, telling what we hoped to do,
The struggles we were making and the hardships we'd gone through;
We gathered round the fireside.
How fast the hours would fly--
It seemed before we'd settled down 'twas time to say good-bye.
Those were the glad Thanksgivings,
the old-time families knew
When relatives could still be friends and every heart was true.
When our family gets together for any occasion you can imagine that there is lots of stories being told, lots of sharing about what each one has been doing, lots of fun and laughter all around. They all really enjoy being together. I am thankful that they grew up and still like each other. The times everyone can be together are few and fewer and often they loose touch in between holidays, but the do make up for it when they can.
I love to just sit back and listen and watch them. It is rewarding for me to see them having fun.
The time is getting closer and closer when once again we’ll all gather in one spot. (14 days and counting) I’m getting exited to be sure and praying that the weather cooperates so they can all travel safely. Some have just a few hours drive and others have almost a full days drive. One is even flying in. My camera will be busy and you’ll get to see the smiles and the people, but it won’t show the all the love that is shared.
We’ll be celebrating a little differently this year, but old fashioned ideals of home, family, faith and love will still be with us.
THOUGHT FOR TODAY
Thank you God for letting me take part
in this fascinating journey called life,
thank you for each sunrise and sunset
and for the magic of your incredible universe.
Thank you Lord for beautiful flowers,
for birds of song, for the ability to love and be loved
and for my reasonable good health.
Thank you God for good friends, good books,
beautiful works of art and special things you do
for me everyday of my life.
Thank you Lord for life's simple pleasures:
a nice trip, a breath taking vista,
a good movie, a tasty meal,
and the ability to dance and listen to beautiful music.
Thank you Lord for the ability
to help others in their time of need,
for rays of sunshine, for flickering stars
and for each warm and friendly smile.
Thank you Lord for keeping our family together
through good and bad times and
for the bond between parents and children,
brothers and sisters, husbands and wives.
But most of all, Thank you Lord
for the privilege of being well and alive
at this moment and for giving me
the ability to write these humble words of praise
Author unknown to me
‘On Ya’ -ma