Thanksgiving: A Villanelle Poem

Each day we say, thank you.
But for what and to whom
Give we our praise anew?

Thanksgiving Day, it grew
From lives surviving doom.
Each day we say, thank you.

Day by day, the years flew.
Still for thanks we give room.
Give we our praise anew.

Other stories we knew -
Recall, do not assume.
Each day we say, thank you.

The past gives us a clue.
Now we see life in bloom.
Give we our praise anew.

Even when feeling blue,
Know Life came from the tomb.
Each day we say thank you.
Give we our praise anew.