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I’ve had this song stuck in my head, so I thought I’d pass it along to your head too.

Thanksgiving Eve

It�s so easy to dream of the days gone by
It’s a hard thing to think of the times to come
But the grace to accept every moment as a gift
Is a gift that is given to some.

What can you do with your days but work and hope?
Let your dreams bind your work to your play.
What can you do with each moment of your life
but love til you�ve loved it away
Love til you�ve loved it away.

There�s sorrow enough for the whole world�s end
There are no guarantees but the grave.
And the life that I live & the time I have spent
are a treasure too precious to save.

What can you do with your days but work and hope?
Let your dreams bind your work to your play.
What can you do with each moment of your life
but love til you�ve loved it away?
Love til you�ve loved it away.

— Bob Franke

OK, so while rummaging around I found out that some people title this song “The Thanksgiving Song”. Just the folk process in action folks. But even more interesting, I found out that Bob Franke wrote this other song, “The Great Storm is Over” which I thought to be much older. The chorus to that song:

Alleluia, the great storm is over, lift up your wings and fly!

really makes you think you could lift up your wings and fly

Learn more about Bob Frank here. To hear or get Thanksgiving Eve, go here.