Let all things now living a song of thanksgiving
To God the creator triumphantly raise.
Who fashioned and made us, protected and stayed us,
Who still guides us on to the end of our days.
Most years spent exploring, this one spent restoring
Old ties with good friends for long visits and chats
Some cousins, some classmates, two weddings that were great
With one bride a girl whom I had babysat.
Still loving my own place, still running the rat race
Now part of a carpool that starts before dawn
Enjoying my labors, enjoying my neighbors
Despite suburbs’ ongoing drama of lawn.
Much time at the airport, for music and for sports,
So much awesome travel! Sea to shining sea!
Atlantic, Pacific, both truly terrific
But sometimes back home is where I like to be.
One night in Peoria: a special euphoria
Was found on the street where I spent early life
And as in times olden, the western sky golden,
The sweet sound of church bells to beckon the night.
So deeply familiar, so timeless and so pure
To know that these blessings are still in the air!
The people I love best (and yes, even the rest)
Remain near that street. May they always be there.
Let all things now living a song of thanksgiving
To God the creator sing out so He’ll hear
Thanks for the time just past, my stars, did it go fast!
Here’s wishing you all good in the coming year.
Georgia Confidential 