Thanks for every day of waking and breathing.
Not just because it's my 90th Thanksgiving.
But loving every day, every star in the sky, the sun and the moon
every bird that flies and every beautiful memory in each of our lives.
Life comes and goes in the blink of an eye,
but the wonder of living will never die.
How many days and nights ahead?
Just being and breathing is enough
So reach for the sky and touch a star.
We are in this together to do or die.
Give love and joy to all things living.
Then this day will be one of giving.
Celebrate this day of giving and loving and singing and hugging.
Cherish this one, there'll be another.
Ah yes! It's never too late to love each other!