A Turkey Sandwich Ain't Bad

A Turkey Sandwich Ain't Bad

I guess when you're almost seventy five - tradition kinda' falls by the wayside!
My kin are scattered across the earth - far and mighty wide!
Thanksgiving is for me a day of just thanking God for giving me
All the glorious blessings I have received, and I can certainly see

That the fact I am alive is a thousand-fold miracle -
For throughout my whole lifetime I have approached death's door. Critical
Was the diagnosis! But every time, I was sent back to do a few more things -
Not quite ready to pack it in - in exchange for "my hoped for wings."

So - each day - each year is, to me, a very special reprieve
To do whatever God has yet in store. Lessons, probably, I need to receive.
So instead of a huge basted turkey - it won't make me, at all sad -
I just ordered sliced turkey from the Deli! A turkey sandwich "ain't" bad!

If I live to be one hundred - maybe my family will be a whole lot closer by
And we can celebrate together and lift our voices, in thanks, to our Father "on high."
By that time, my Great Grandchildren will have children so our celebration grows.
And whether I make it all the way to that day - only God knows.