Thanksgiving

Hail, Poetry

I’M DRINKING FROM MY SAUCER

I’ve never made a fortune

and it’s probably too late now,

But I don’t worry about that much

I’m happy anyhow.

And as I go along life’s way

I’m reaping better than I sow,

I’m drinking from my saucer

’cause my cup has overflowed.

 

Haven’t got a lot of riches

and sometimes the going’s tough,

But I’ve got loving ones around me

and that makes me rich enough.

I thank God for many blessings

and the mercies God’s bestowed,

I’m drinking from my saucer

’cause my cup has overflowed.

 

O, remember times when things went wrong,

My faith wore somewhat thin,

But all at once the dark clouds broke

and sun peeped through again.

So Lord, help me not to gripe about

the tough rows that I’ve hoed,

I’m drinking from my saucer

’cause my cup has overflowed.

 

If God gives me strength and courage

when the way grows steep and rough,

I’ll not ask for other blessings

I’m already blessed enough.

And may I never be too busy

to help others bear their loads,

Then I’ll keep drinking from my saucer

’cause my cup has overflowed.

 

— Author Unknown

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