SIPPING INSPIRATION
A Poem by forrestcook
Thanksgiving blessings
The children were playing, as children will do. The turkey was baking, the smell filled the room.
The family had gathered to share this great day; everyone talking, with so much to say.
Baking fresh apple pies, with that flakiest of crusts, and homemade ice cream (that was always a MUST).
Like a Rockwell creation, the scene was sublime. Such love filled the room at that moment in time.
As she sat in the corner, her tea cup in hand, she sipped inspiration as her eyes took it in.
Making her memories, with the sights and sounds of the family she loved as they all gathered round.
Then bowing their heads, to give thanks for the day, they sipped inspiration as the lady did pray.
'Thank you Dear Father for the blessings you've given, for the joys we've enjoyed, and this bounty from heaven.'
© Forrest Phelps-Cook
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© 2010 forrestcook
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Added on November 6, 2010
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Married to Jackie Leon Cook. I am originally from Arizona, although I grew up as an "Air Force brat". I have five grown children, 14 grandchildren and 2 great grandchildren. I met my husband on the.. more..
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