<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto"><div><span></span></div><div><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div><span></span></div><div><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8">. . . <b><i>Thanksgiving</i></b><img src="cid:70711CFC-FE39-403F-9884-534E46215E28" alt="image1.jpeg" id="70711CFC-FE39-403F-9884-534E46215E28"><div><a href="http://www.TomandRodna.com/Songs/Thanksgiving/Thanksgiving.jpg">http://www.TomandRodna.com/Songs/Thanksgiving/Thanksgiving.jpg</a></div><div><br></div><div><b>“Reach Out and Touch Somebody’s Hand”</b></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a href="http://www.TomandRodna.com/Songs/Thanksgiving/Reach_Out_and_Touch_Somebodys_Hand.mp3">http://www.TomandRodna.com/Songs/Thanksgiving/Reach_Out_and_Touch_Somebodys_Hand.mp3</a></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b>“Thank You For Being a Friend”</b></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a href="http://www.TomandRodna.com/Songs/Thanksgiving/Thank_You_For_Being_a_Friend.mp3">http://www.TomandRodna.com/Songs/Thanksgiving/Thank_You_For_Being_a_Friend.mp3</a></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b>“Thanksgiving Prayer”</b></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a href="http://www.TomandRodna.com/Songs/Thanksgiving/Thanksgiving_Prayer.mp3">http://www.TomandRodna.com/Songs/Thanksgiving/Thanksgiving_Prayer.mp3</a></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b>“We Are Family”</b></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a href="http://www.TomandRodna.com/Songs/Thanksgiving/We_Are_Family.mp3">http://www.TomandRodna.com/Songs/Thanksgiving/We_Are_Family.mp3</a></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><b>“What a Wonderful World”</b></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a href="http://www.TomandRodna.com/Songs/Thanksgiving/What_a_Wonderful_World.mp3">http://www.TomandRodna.com/Songs/Thanksgiving/What_a_Wonderful_World.mp3</a></span></div><div><br></div><div><div><b>——————-</b></div><div><b><br></b></div><div><b>“Fourth Thursday Of November” </b>by Patricia L. Cisco</div><div><br></div><div>Ever since I can remember,</div><div>on the fourth Thursday of November,</div><div><br></div><div>long before the crack of dawn,</div><div>early on that frosty morn,</div><div><br></div><div>flurries and leaves in wispy winds,</div><div>as our mother's long day begins.</div><div><br></div><div>Placing pumpkins beside the front door, </div><div>setting the table for twenty or more.</div><div><br></div><div>Into her cozy kitchen she goes,</div><div>creating tradition as only she knows.</div><div><br></div><div>A muffled clanging in our heads</div><div>as we still slumber in our beds.</div><div><br></div><div>Then, as if by some magical spell,</div><div>spicy, sweet scents begin to dispel.</div><div><br></div><div>Aromas in the atmosphere rise,</div><div>waking our senses and opening our eyes.</div><div><br></div><div>Cinnamon, saffron, nutmeg, and sage.</div><div>Stuffing the turkey, she's setting the stage.</div><div><br></div><div>On the stovetop simmering away,</div><div>delicious side dishes are at play.</div><div><br></div><div>Deep dish apple and pumpkin pie</div><div>rest on the windowsill nearby.</div><div><br></div><div>Family and friends begin to arrive.</div><div>Some a bit tired from the drive.</div><div><br></div><div>Children running in and out.</div><div>Happy laughter all about.</div><div><br></div><div>The smell of turkey sweeping the air.</div><div>Thanksgiving time is finally here!</div><div><br></div><div>Out of the oven all golden brown,</div><div>her turkey is our table's crown!</div><div><br></div><div>Dad, with his big wide grin,</div><div>slices the turkey nice and thin.</div><div><br></div><div>Smiling with her dimples so sweet,</div><div>she knows Thanksgiving is complete.</div><div><br></div><div>Now we give thanks to the Lord above</div><div>for this bountiful blessing made with love.</div><div><br></div><div>Many Novembers have come and gone. </div><div>We try to carry her memories on, </div><div><br></div><div>but the one thing we can never replace</div><div>is mom's sweet smiling dimpled face.</div></div><div><br></div><div>——————————————-</div><div><br></div><div><div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Seeya 'round town, Moscow, because . . .</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"Moscow Cares" (the most fun you can have with your pants on)</span></div><div><a href="http://www.moscowcares.com/" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><font color="#000000">http://www.MoscowCares.com</font></a></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></div><div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Tom Hansen</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Moscow, Idaho</span></div></div><div><br></div></div></div></div></div></body></html>