Sample Thank You Poems for Boyfriend
• Thank you for loving me eternally,
With you I have spent every moment beautifully
I love your presence in my life,
Thanks for being there at my side
I love you and I adore you!
• I wish to thank you for holding my hand
I wish to thank you for making me feel so glad
You are the best boyfriend I could ever get
I love you and I adore the love filled moments.
• You hold a key to my heart and that’s a promise to you that we will never be apart,
The love that I have for you will forever last and will never be a matter of the past
Please know that I am thankful to you for all the love that you show
I feel blessed to have you and I have so much that I owe.
• You are the one who has doubled my happiness
You are the one who has a warm presence
I love you for everything that you do for me
You are the best thing that has ever happened to me
Thanks for making my life happy and glee!
• Oh my dear, thank for always being so near
I love everything in you from your love to your immense care
I am sure that our love will last for years and years
I wish to stay with you forever,
I love you dear!
• I felt blessed for the millionth time because I can proudly call you mine
I wish to thank you all the time for everything that you have done for me all this while.
I love your style and the happiness that comes after seeing you smile
I love everything in you and I wish to love you all the while.
Thank you for you love and kindness,
Thank you for sharing my happiness.
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When people's gratitude feels too big to express, they find it hard to find a way to say thank you.
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Lucky to Have Found You I feel lucky to have found you- A friend that is so kind and true; To lift me up when I am down, and make me smile when I frown. It's hard to find the words to say just how much I care. But these will have to do: Thank you Thank you Thank you, (From the bottom of my heart.)My Favorite Things The spring breeze, the cool yet warm air The buzzing bees, finding nectar to share The beautiful flowers, and the shining sun. Relaxing, or dancing, or just having fun. These are a few of my most favorite things. Not diamond rings, though I like them too. But most of all, when it comes to the things that I love. At the top of my list, there it is, it is you!You've Stuck By My Side You have happily stuck by me during times I've had it rough. For this and other kindnesses, I can't thank you enough!Thank You for Your Kindness Thank you for your kindness, it meant so much to me. You care so much about me, this is clear to see. When I think of special, I always think of you, And the lovely gifts you give, and the thoughtful things you do. Your essence in my life, is the best gift you can give, Our friendship will go on, for as long as we both live. Thank You!How Can I Say It? How can I say how grateful I am of you? Your kindness and thoughtfulness is in everything you do. You make me smile when I am down, and brighten each and every day. I will always hold you in my heart, as we travel down life’s way. If you ever need me, I’ll be there when you call. To hold your hand as you've held mine, and catch you if you fall.You Have My Thanks Life is almost like a silly carnival ride. Why? Because it is best enjoyed with someone great by your side. Like you. You have been there for me, through ups and downs. Suffered with me, through my smiles and frowns. Because you have been such a dedicated friend I wanted to know, you have my thanks, And my friendship, till the end.Friendship Thank You Poem As a kid I bounced from wall to wall, Tree from tree, atop of them all. Fearless as I was, I was even more so blessed. To have someone like you, who is simply the best. Thank you for all the times we played. Thank you for all the silly things we made. But most of all, thank you for being the one. Who no matter what, I could always count on. You have my unconditional thanks.You Brighten Up My World You brighten up my world, you always make me smile. You say the nicest things, with your special style. You make me feel so loved, with everything you do. And you know just when to do them, just because you're you. Thank you for your gift, It means so much to me. When I look more into it, the love is clear to see. When love like that is given, it always comes right back. May you always have good fortune, and never live for lack.Times Can Be Rough... Times can been rough, and times can be great, But whenever I need you, you never show up late. Through thick and thin, you were always there. With my friend fit to tackle, hassle vanished into thin air. Yes times have been rough, and times have been great, But since you stuck with me, I give you my thanks.So Many Options A gift? A gift card? A thank you card? So many options, yet not one seems good enough. You see, you have always been there in my times of need, Always been around to check in on me. You are the most wonderful person that I have ever met, And I must, I absolutely must... Say "Thank You" for that.If I Were a Singer Thank you for making me laugh, Even though I thought I couldn’t. Thank you for making me smile, Even when I thought I wouldn’t. If I were a singer, I'd sing you a song. About how grateful I am, that you stayed with me all along. For now, let me just say, thanks for everything. And some day, perhaps, I will learn how to sing!I Just Wanted to Tell You This Thank you for all that you have done, You've really earned my trust. You've helped me out immensely, And thanking you, well, It's a must. I've spent many hours, thinking or rhymes. And finally, Ding! It's thank you time. I just wanted to tell you this, OK? Hey Friend, Thanks!I Appreciate You Thank you for just being there. For watching TV with me. For going places with me. Thank you for letting me be me. Thank you for doing all of this and more, But most of all, thank you for being you. It is you that comes to mind when I think of friend. It is you that comes to mind when I think of sharing. It is you that comes to mind when I think of appreciation. Because I appreciate you.Multiply My Thanks For what you have done, for what you have said… For what you have helped me with, thanks seem not enough. I want only to tell you one simple phrase, Yet I feel the need to ensure that the emotion is conveyed. If I could just say it, and ask you, please, multiply my thanks by infinityAs We Begin life's Journey It is hard to appreciate, That which shines without fail, That seems to follow, Its own supernatural law, Come rain or shine, Rising over the horizon, Always the same. Its hard to appreciate the strength it takes, To be someone who always holds out, For better from the universe, Its hard to appreciate your kindness, But somehow I must.We're glad you checked out our collection of appreciation poems. Would you like to improve upon it? The same goes for us! Send us your poetry below…
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• What a stuff of un-ambiguity and preserveness of precious experience concerning unexpected emotions.
If you have studied John Donne at university you probably know him for his early (and racy) love poetry. But Donne had a very different career later as an Anglican minister
John Donne: Evangelistic Preacher
Donne served as an Anglican minister in the Church of England during the reigns of James 1 and Charles, fighting (alongside the Puritans) to see a new English Translation of the Bible (KJV, 1611) in every church, and in the hands of every believer. Donne understood that the chief work of his life was to preach the gospel of Christ-crucified from Scripture with the goal of seeing men and women converted to a saving faith. He famously stated that his ambition and prayer was to die in the pulpit.
Of the Scriptures he writes:
‘As much as Paradise exceeded all the places of the earth, doe the Scriptures of God exceed Paradise. In the midst of Paradise grew the Tree of knowledge, and the Tree of life: in this Paradise, the Scripture, every word is both these Trees; there is Life and Knowledge in every Word of God.’
And of preaching the Scriptures:
‘…to doe great works by small means, to bring men to heaven by Preaching in the Church, this is a miracle…Preaching must be a continuall application of all that Christ Jesus said and did, and suffered, to thee.’
John Donne: Poet
Both as preacher and poet Donne is notable for his passionate, personal and direct style. His poetry is filled with the love of Christ, and deep assurance of the bond of love between the believer and Christ and Christ and His church.
Here are just three examples taken from the collection that came to be known as his ‘Holy Sonnets.’
Sonnet XIV
BATTER my heart, three person’d God; for, you
As yet but knocke, breathe, shine, and seeke to mend,
That I may rise, and stand, o’erthrow mee,’and bend
Your force, to breake, blowe, burn and make me new
I, like an usurpt towne, to’another due,
Labour to’admit you, but Oh, to no end,
Reason your viceroy in mee, mee should defend,
But is captiv’d, and proves weake or untrue.
Yet dearely’ I love you,’ and would be loved faine,
But am bethroth’d unto your enemie:
Divorce mee,’ untie or breake that knot againe,
Take mee to you, imprison mee, for I
Except you’ enthrall mee, never shall be free,
Nor ever chast, except you ravish mee.
This poem is a prayer in which Donne begs God to ‘woo him’ away from the seductive idols of his heart and mind:
Divorce mee, [i.e. from his enemy the devil] ‘untie or breake that knot againe,
take mee to you.’
Donne yearns to be single-minded in his love for God; to love Him with all his heart and mind and soul and strength. Only by being enthralled—even ravished—by God’s love in Christ, will we be able to respond rightly to God with confident and obedient love.
Sonnet XV
WILT thou love God, as he thee? then digest,
My Soule, this wholsome meditation,
How God the Spirit, by Angels waited on
In heaven, doth make his Temple in thy brest.
The Father having begot a Sonne most blest,
And still begetting, (for he ne’r begonne)
Hath deign’d to chuse thee by adoption,
Coheire to’his glory,) and Sabbaths endlesse rest;
And as a robb’d man, which by search doth finde
His stolne stuffe sold, must lose or buy’it againe:
The Sonne of glory came downe, and was slaine,
Us whom he’had made, and Satan stolne, to unbinde.
’Twas much, that man was made like God before,
But, that God should be made like man, much more.
Donne knows that our relationship with God depends on God and not us. God’s love for us is more faithful and true and powerful than ours could ever be. His love for us in Christ is the starting point for our love to God. Nowhere is this more clearly revealed than in the fact that the eternal Son of the Father became one of us so that He could die for us, and so share His glorious inheritance with us as God’s dearly loved children:
The Father having begot a Sonne most blest,
and still begetting, (for he ne’r begonne)
Hath deign’d to chuse thee by adoption,
Coheire to’his glory,) and Sabbath’s endless rest
By coming to die for our sin, the Son is ‘robbed’ of his glory; becoming poor to make us rich. For God to make man in His image is a great gift and privilege; but that God should become man to save sinful men is, for Donne, extraordinary beyond all imagining.
’Twas much, that man was made like God before,
But, that God should be made like man, much more.
By coming to die for our sin, the Son is ‘robbed’ of his glory; becoming poor to make us rich. For God to make man in His image is a great gift and privilege; but that God should become man to save sinful men is, for Donne, extraordinary beyond all imagining.
Sonnet XVI
FATHER, part of his double interest
Unto thy kingdome, thy Sonne gives to mee,
His joynture in the knottie Trinitie
Hee keepes, and gives to me his deaths conquest.
This Lambe, whose death, with life the world hath blest,
Was from the worlds beginning slaine, and he
Hath made two Wills, which with the Legacie
Of his and thy kingdome, doe thy Sonnes invest.
Yet such are thy laws, that men argue yet
Whether a man those statutes can fulfill;
None doth; but all-healing grace and spirit
Revive againe what law and letter kill.
Thy lawes abridgement, and thy last command
Is all but love; Oh let this last Will stand!
Here Donne rejoices in the central Biblical truth, that God gives us all things; every spiritual blessing in Christ (Romans 8:32; Ephesians 1:3). In Sonnet XVI, the eternal Son gives his people ‘a double share’ in his eternal inheritance. Despite our failure to fulfill God’s Law, God’s ‘last Will’—established through Christ ‘whose death, with life the world hath blest’—is ‘all but love.’
Donne cannot help but marvel at God’s extraordinary gift to us in the death of His Son. We share in the spoils of His glorious Kingdom! That we should be co-heirs with Christ in glory; that we be embraced by the love of God in Trinity from eternity to eternity; and that all that belongs to the Son should now belong to us in Him, leads Donne to prayer and praise.
With Donne Against the Flow
In the 1950’s and 60’s a number of ‘gospel singers’ became ‘soul singers’ when they replaced the Lord Jesus of the church songs of their youth, with the guy or girl of their dreams for the radio (e.g. Ray Charles, Nina Simone, Aretha Franklin). Subsequent decades have shown the disappointing consequences of that romantic exchange.
But Donne’s life worked itself out in the opposition direction. He came to see that the true source of love which revolutionises all our relationships, is the eternal love of God in Trinity, which overflows to God’s creation and the church, through the incarnation, death and resurrection of the Lord Jesus Christ. God’s love reorders and transforms all our loves, and liberates us from destructive self-love and fruitless idolatry. What a great encouragement to a world of failed lovers.
‘Seale then this bill of my Divorce to All,
On whom those fainter beames of love did fall;
Marry those loves, which in youth scattered bee
On Fame, Wit, Hopes (false mistresses) to thee.’
Donne’s original spelling is maintained in all quotations. Quotation taken from Peter.J.H. Adam, ‘To Bring Men to Heaven by Preaching’: John Donne’s Evangelistic Sermons,’ in ed. Lee Gattiss, Preachers, Pastors, and Ambassadors: Puritan Wisdom for Today’s Church- St. Antholin Lectures Volume 2: 2001-2010, (London: The Latimer Trust, 2022), 264-5.
Ibid, 277.
From John Donne, ‘A Hymne to Christ.’
E. E. Cummings (American, 1894–1962), Chocorua Landscape. Watercolor, 12 × 18 in.
i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday;this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings:and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any—lifted from the no
of all nothing—human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
Humanities students are always introduced to Cummings as a poet, but actually, painting is the endeavor he invested most of his time in. One of his favorite subjects to paint was the landscape surrounding his summer home at Joy Farm in Silver Lake, New Hampshire (see image above). The elation he felt in this environment of wooded hills, fields, and lake he worked into several of his poems. I wonder if the phrases “leaping greenly spirits of trees” and “blue true dream of sky” were inspired by a view from his farmstead one August day.
Cummings is notorious for his idiosyncratic poetic style, which is marked especially by unconventional syntax—that is, a nonlogical ordering of words. This device is at play in the awkward first line of our present poem, which dislocates “most”: instead of “i thank You God for this most amazing / day” (this day is so amazing) or even “i thank You God most for this amazing / day” (this day is what I’m most thankful for), we have “i thank You God for most this amazing / day.” By inverting the word order, Cummings draws attention to the word “most,” traditionally an adverb but in this position an indeterminate part of speech.
He does this, too, in stanza three with “human merely being.” He adds the suffix -ly to the adjective “mere” and places it right in the middle of an open compound so that instead of “mere human being” we have a unique word combination that invites deeper thought. This syntactical shift converts the word “being” from a noun to a verb.
While some literary scholars have criticized the seemingly arbitrary arrangements of words in Cummings’s poems, others have suggested that they encourage fresh perceptions. “The words, the meanings in the words, and also the nebula of meaning and sound and pun around the words, are all put into an enlivening relation to each other,” writes R. P. Blackmur.
E. E. Cummings (American, 1894–1962), Tree on Shore. Oil on cardboard, 11.5 × 8.75 in.Cummings also abandoned the rules of spacing, demonstrated here by his closing up the space after each colon and semicolon. Whereas spaces would have visually signaled the end of a phrase, giving the eyes a blank to briefly relax into, Cummings chose instead to run one idea right into the next. This lack of spacing evokes a sense of breathless enthusiasm. In the third stanza he does something similar, except instead of omitting the spaces after punctuation he omits the punctuation itself, in a list that would otherwise have commas: “tasting touching hearing seeing / breathing.”
Another idiosyncrasy in Cummings’s poetry is his division of words across line breaks, as in the “birth / day” of this poem. These two words are typically conjoined in English writing, and the fact that they occur earlier in the line as such (i.e., “birthday”) only calls further attention to them individually.
Birth is a major theme in this poem. “i who have died am alive again,” writes Cummings as himself. He experiences a spiritual awakening, “the birth / day of life and of love and wings.” To me, this line is the most evocative one in the poem. I read into it my own experience of awakening—that is, my conversion to Christianity, my being raised with Christ into new life. This isn’t the same kind of awakening that Cummings is talking about, who, being Unitarian, rejected the divinity of Christ and the literalness of the Resurrection. His born-again experience seems to refer more generally to a sudden, sweeping awareness of the glory of God, a wonder that lifts him up out of either ignorance or depression, as if on wings.
The idea that nature is a revelator of God shows up a lot in Cummings’s oeuvre, but not as overtly as it does in “i thank You God for most this amazing.” In its beauty, its complexity, and its vastness, nature testifies to its Creator. In stanza three Cummings expresses incredulity that, given this testimony, any human being should ever doubt God’s existence.
E. E. Cummings (American, 1894–1962), Forest Glade. Oil on canvas, 22 × 13 in.As have all writers who have ever tried to write about God, Cummings struggled with how to articulate who he/she is. I love his one-word descriptor: “yes.” God is yes. This is the most positive, most affirmative word Cummings could find. “Yes” implies “true,” “right,” and is also used to express excitement: Yes! The opposite of God is “the no / of all nothing.” Those who do not live in awe and worship of God live in this state of no—emptiness, meaninglessness, exclusion from blessing.
The final stanza, one of those two asides, uses the phrases “ears of my ears” and “eyes of my eyes,” suggesting a spiritual hearing and seeing, a sense beyond the physical. It is with that sense that we perceive God—not by hearing his physical voice nor by seeing his physical body but by opening our inner ears, our inner eyes. For many of us that sense has lain dormant for so long that we need to rouse it awake. (Engaging the arts is a great way to do it!) When we open the depths of our inner being to reality, we will encounter God at the center of it.
“i thank You God for most this amazing” was set to music in 1999 by American composer Eric Whitacre as part of a larger a cappella choral work titled Three Songs of Faith. Listen to the Stanford Chamber Chorale and the Choir of Trinity College, Cambridge, perform it below, under the direction of Stephen Layton. You can purchase the sheet music here.
The opening musical phrase is my favorite—the chord on “amazing” is, well, amazing! Then the voices leap, like the spirits of trees. They linger on the word “infinite,” stretching it back and forth, as if exploring its bounds. The moments of polyphony (overlapping voices) pay homage to Cummings’s syntax, with its scattered words. In the final stanza the voices climb up on “open,” mimicking spiritual ascent, and repeat the word four times, soaking in its wonder. Whitacre concludes the piece with a repeat of the first line, “i thank You God.”
Although Cummings was no orthodox Christian, he at least viewed God as an imaginative, joyous creator and affirmer of life, someone big and beautiful and worthy of exaltation, as seen in “i thank You God for most this amazing.” Even as the poem praises the transcendence of God—his size and his mystery—it also praises his immanence in nature.
Despite some oddities, this poem is actually one of Cummings’s most intelligible, not nearly as eccentric as his others. Here's a 1953 recording of him reading it:
NOTES:
^ The title of the collection is a nonphonetic transliteration of the Greek word χαῖρε (chaire), meaning “rejoice.” As for the poem title: Cummings did not give titles to his poems, so following scholarly convention, I refer to this one by its first line.
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Namaste Jennifer Leah ~
It's my favorite poem of all time, and words I live by, too. In fact, I say it first thing every morning as a prayer; afterwards I sing a Buddhist, a Christian and a Sufi hymn.
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