Thanksgiving

My job is being loved 

First by my creator then by my parents

Now by my family and friends

By my furry friends


Then by wind and sun

By the leaves and flowers

By the trees and fruits

By the flowing streams and brooks 


I am getting old and weak

Forgetful and clumsy 

Big belly and wobbly legs

Wrinkled face and dim eyes

Still loved


Sinner throughout the whole life

Selfish most of the time

Wandering around without knowing 

But I know one thing that I am loved by you!

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