F.3 Poem - Girls
Give Thanks by Brenda Willams

Thanks for my eyes
Which give me sight
Of colours, shape and form.
The sunset in the evening.
The brilliance of the morn.

Thanks for my ears
Which give me sounds
Of laughter, music, talk.
The waves upon the sea-shore.
Leaves rustle as I walk.

Thanks for my nose
Which gives me scents
Of new mown grass and rain.
The bacon sizzling in the pan.
The flowers in the lane.

Thanks for my mouth
Which gives me taste
Of all things sour and sweet.
Of apple pie and ice-cream
Delicious things to eat.

Thanks for my hands
Which give me touch
Of roughness or of smooth.
Of coldest snow or warmest sands.
And gentle strokes to soothe.

But most of all
My sense of me
Of who I am, and want to be.
For loving thoughts and caring acts.
I give my thanks for me!

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