Thanksgiving
The people in our country have set aside a day
to celebrate with family, a day on which they pray
that giving thanks for all they have will make them think again
that many are not as fortunate and then they'll say Amen.
The table set before them will whet their appetite.
The turkey and the dressing and yams will bring delight.
The cornbread and the cranberries are ready for the eating.
The adults and the children once again are meeting.
When the dinner's over, the best is yet to come.
The pumpkin pies with whipped cream and then the men succumb
to watch a football game or two until they fall asleep.
And when the dishes all are done with leftovers in a heap,
Mom will hand them out to all so later they'll ingest
the tasty morsels for a second time.
Thanksgiving is the best! !
Happy Thanksgiving to all my readers.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Happy Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving is one Holiday
where your taste buds get the gift
There is lots of cooking
the smell of pie is adrift
There will be turkey and dressing,
cranberries and other side dishes you adore
Dinner rolls will top your plate
And in pain, you go back for more
Some will try to save room
for that special pumpkin pie
And have a slice, room or not
with each bite just say, my oh my
Most will loosen their belt
or maybe undo a button or snap
Then head for the couch
and a Thanksgiving Day nap
There will be leftovers
we will enjoy and share
For on Thanksgiving
no cupboard should be bare
With these simple words
I wish you and yours the best
And I hope in this time of uncertainty
Thanksgiving, passes the test
Terry M
Thanksgiving
Time to put our problems aside and get along for
Thanksgiving
With family, friends, and relatives
We all have something to be thankful for
I'm thankful for my family, friends, and God
Without them I won't be here today
I feel so lucky and grateful for what I have
Some of us are less fortunate and don't get to celebrate
Thanksgiving
It time to give back
You will feel great about yourself
It make you think about life
Some of us don't care about this holiday and we should stop and think and care
That we all are so forunate and grateful for what we have
Some of our tradition we do are watch football, family dinner or party
Thanksgiving
It time when we all get together, laugh, eat, smile, and have a great time
Thanksgiving
Gobble, gobble
I wish you all Happy
Thanksgiving
I hope you all have wonderful time because I'm going to have fun, and be thankful for what I got now
Thanksgiving
poem by Christina Phan
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A Lesson of Life (Thanksgiving)
(dedicated to Ms. Elī na Garanč a, a great mezzo-soprano)
This autumn is so relief
I hope it is a purely day
I have spiritual sense
Inside my very heart
I would like to attend
The ceremony or travel
Long distances with my family
I hope we have a large dinner too
We are as a family
Gather together
Yes, it’s the time
To a family reunion
I invite my all family, all friends
We are happily cooking together
We are happily eating together
We are happily talking together
Sweet potatoes
Pumpkin pie
Cranberries
A turkey
When crops are gathered
We are all thank God
We would also celebrate
National Unity, the harvest
I share what I have
With those who don’t have
I provide free meals
For the poor, old people, homeless
I prepare meals for them
I serve meals for them
I give meals for them
I sing Prayer of Thanksgiving with them
(inspired by Thanksgiving Celebration)
poem by Ahmad Shiddiqi
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Thanksgiving Feast
The table is set for our thanksgiving feast
and all have taken their place
The meal of the year, is finally here,
and oh, how great it will taste..
Potatoes and gravy and cranberry sauce,
and rolls that are made fresh and hot.
Turkey with stuffing, right out of the oven.
Pumpkin pie that hasn't been bought.
Our family is anxiously gathered around
in a circle of love hand in hand.
A scene reminiscent of thanksgivings past.
A tradition we all understand.
Dad offers a prayer of thanksgiving to God
for abundance of blessings we share.
Tears touch his cheeks as he humbly gives thanks
for much more than the food that is there.
Though stomachs are empty, each heart is full
while united as family we pray,
Thanking dear God for His wonderful love,
and our blessings this Thanksgiving Day.
When this day is gone and life carries on,
may gratitude live on in me.
Lord help me, I pray, to make every day
a day of thanksgiving to Thee.
poem by Ron Tranmer
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Thanksgiving
It’s getting close to thanksgiving day
When every ones table will be on display.
Tablecloths of different patterns and designs
Making the tables look just fine.
Where every mother or wife try to
Fill their hearts delight.
Food dishes and desserts passed down
From generation to generation
Leaving you with a tasty temptation.
On the table a butterball turkey
And a honey baked ham
Both sitting in their juices
In a large roasting pan.
Mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes
Green bean salad, and corn on the cob
It looks like someone was doing their job.
A pan of beans, and a large bowl of rice
Bottles of apple cider sitting on ice.
Everything to make a thanksgiving complete
Spending it with family and friends
What a beautiful treat.
But this holiday can not be celebrated
If it wasn’t for those pilgrims on that historic day
When they spent it with Indians
and learned different games to play.
This was the creation of this
Great country that we all know
And now macy’ s puts on its thanksgiving show.
You’ve got to love it!
poem by Louis Rams
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The Happiness of Thanksgiving
Happy Thanksgiving
because its Thanks
giving day
And its merry Christmas
because Christmas
is on the way
Look out your window
signs of Christmas
everywhere you look
Dressing on the table
and the turkey is
Ready to cook
Its Thanks
giving and its
thankful we should be
its another blessed Thanks
giving that the lord has
allowed us to see
poem by Dorsey Baker
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A Thanksgiving Finale
Missing from the table are familiar faces
Family characteristics renew their traces
Youthful laughter has a recognizable ring
Silent flashbacks stir carefree reminiscing
Another Thanksgiving has just passed by
Remaining are portions of foil-covered pies
Servings await dollops of whipped cream
Refrigerated leftovers have a turkey theme
The elongated dinning room table is vacant
An empty mood dominates over the jubilant
Innate forces guided me to old family videos
My son and I view and listen to the audio
Comfort fills the room with an aura of light
The television illuminates smiles in the night
As the last minutes of the past fade away
We mentally blow loving kisses to yesterday
poem by Theresa Ann Moore
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Every Turkey
Every Turkey wants to be a cow.
If they had it their way right now.
Every Turkey should immediately hide.
They should not ask a stranger for a ride.
Every Turkey should not give up a fight.
When the farmer trys to hold them tight.
Every Turkey should run real fast.
All of them are competing to be the very last.
Every Turkey should make a lot of noise.
So The farmers joy can't be immense.
Every turkey wishes you were a vegetarian.
Us turkey lovers are just not that mean.
Every Turkey is not able to say Happy Thanksgiving.
They are all to busy giving.
We all say thanks to God for their giving.
Who knows what a new year might bring.
Thanksgiving
Full from the feast
table laded
with fragrant dressing,
steam of onion and celery,
tender turkey and
five kinds of pies
The family gathered.
My parents smiled
at our busy banter
brothers
and sisters nudging and
teasing, beaming
in the glow
of that happy day
so long ago.
Now you and I gather
our sons around us;
again we pause, pray
and eat the bounty
of this bright Thanksgiving Day.
They say that some things,
kind hearts,
hearty laughs,
enduring love
are so good
they persist long down
the thankful
generations.
poem by Steven Federle
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Thanksgiving
happy thanksgiving to all poets and poetesses
this is my thanksgiving wish
hope you are enjoying a favourite dish
with family and friends
if family can't make it, then please phone
for all my family who have passed on
especially to my mom, who is not living
thanks for my life and all the love given
i miss you sadly - but for you
i know this thanksgiving
your happiness is endless
the grand feast is in the company
of our lord and creator
it will be the most joyful for you
for this thought, i have faith is true
this faith is where my solace lies
poem by Rachel Nichols
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Nutritious
That banana cake taste,
Grandma use to bake.
And was loved?
Is gone with the deep dish apple pie.
That smothered blade steak.
Served with black eye peas,
Collard greens and candied yams.
Sometimes with peach cobbler,
With rich vanilla icecream.
That too,
Locks in memories.
Those golden brown biscuits,
Fresh from the oven.
Buttered.
And topped with homemade,
Strawberry jam.
Or that cornbread no one can resist.
That too...
Is gone with the deep dish apple pie.
And today...
As grateful as I am,
To witness the arrival...
Of another Thanksgiving Day to celebrate.
I've never seen so many butts and thighs so wide.
And none of us who ate at grandma's,
Waddled from the table.
No matter what we ate.
Or nibbled all day...
On the honeyed ham,
Turkey sandwiches, potato salad...
Turnips.
Or just to sit to sip on eggnog.
None of us who ate at grandma's,
Waddled from the table.
Or stretched spandex!
Maybe fast food is fast!
But it sure is not nutritious.
Forget delicious.
It's just addictive and quick.
That's it!
And when we ate at grandma's...
We knew something whipped up with love,
Was coming out of the kitchen.
And not to sit too long,
Waiting for a decision made to eat.
And none of us,
Who came to eat to leave...
Did a waddle from the table.
Or stretched spandex!
'Why didn't you mention,
My fried chicken? '
I didn't even get a piece, grandma!
'Next time,
Eat!
And stop running your mouth so much.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gobble Gobble 2
Yes it's me the turkey
I am male, but not a bird
Oh you bit your tongue
not saying that dirty word
Male turkeys drink beer
and yes they strut around
Females are so attracted
to their special sound
Male turkeys love football
and the females pray
Their words won't slur
their lips won't spray
The female is cooking
such a special spread
The turkey is yelling
win or be dead
Some turkeys pass out
some just cuss and frown
Blame one on the beer
one on the other teams touchdown
Your Thanksgiving busted
didn't go as you planned
All turkeys are different
yours is a man
Plan as you wish
things just go astray
Hug your turkey and smile
for it is Thanksgiving Day
Terry M
Grateful for Traditions
Thick the gravy made did sit.
With turkey giblets tempting,
The licking of awaiting lips.
Dressing prepared,
Next to a glazed honeyed ham.
With collard greens smelling good,
As the potato salad nestled close
To chit'lins and delicious candied yams.
Pumpkin, apple and sweet potato pies...
Filled the air with anticipation,
As the black-eyed peas and rice
Were passed by!
Heads are bowed in prayer...
Giving thanks for blessings,
And grateful for traditions!
Feeding a heritage nurtured well,
When families gather...
For these feasting eating missions!
'Grandma...
Will you tell grandpa to stop talking,
And pass the fried chicken...please! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gobble Gobble
I admit I'm a turkey
not a Thanksgiving Day bird
I am of the male species
yes the other turkey word
I am a pain in the neck
please put away the ax
I am full of, hmm, stuffing
I admit it, so please relax
I like to sing in the shower
but why does the dog bark
I know exactly where I am going
unless I am lost or it is dark
I know where everything is
as long as it is in my hand
And if an argument I lose
it is law of the land
Now law of the land
means turkeys always win
Hey, there you go
shaken your head again
I know what you're thinking
turkeys win either way
Well it's THANKSGIVING
have you hugged your turkey today
Terry M
Turkey Massacre
Everything was fine in Turkeyville,
Until Bob ran over the hill.
We heard a loud boom,
And something go vroom,
While Bob screamed It's Jackter,
On the big tractor,
With a shot gun,
RUN RUN RUN! ! !
The turkeys cried and ran,
On the other side was Dan,
With a huge revolver.
Run, run Oliver!
Screamed Bob,
But there was no where else to run.
The Thanksgiving fun had begun.
The turkeys of Turkeyville,
Had a big run over the hill,
But sadly no one escaped.
Except one turkey faked,
But he was cooked alive,
And took a dive,
Into the boiling soup.
Dan said Now for the chicken coop!
So they left, ran, and got thinner,
Right before their Thanksgiving turkey dinner.
poem by Mystykka Mysterious
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The truth is the Super Bowl long ago became more than just a football game. It's part of our culture like turkey at Thanksgiving and lights at Christmas, and like those holidays beyond their meaning, a factor in our economy.
quote by Bob Schieffer
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It's a day for thanks
WELL HERE WE ARE
THANKSGIVING DAY
I THANK MY HEAVEN
FOR EACH AND EVERY WAY
IT’S A DAY FOR THANKS
A DAY TO SHARE
WITH FRIENDS SO CLOSE
WHEN FAMILY IS NOT SO NEAR
I THANK MY CHILDREN
FOR THE LOVE THEY GIVE
MY FRIENDS FOR SUPPORT
WHEN FAMILY IS MISSED
IT’S A DAY TO THANK
OUR HEAVENLY FATHER
TO SHARE THIS MEAL
AND DESSERT TO FOLLOW
WE ASK THAT THE FOOD
WE ARE ABOUT TO EAT
BE BLESSED UPON
AS WE ALL TAKE OUR SEAT
IT’S A DAY FOR THANKS
FOR ALL WE HAVE
IT MAY NOT BE MUCH
BUT THAT’S ALL THAT’S SAID
HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL
BY
GINA HOOD
If I Do Invite The Eating Of Leftovers
Leftovers or once tasty treats
If there is anything used,
I would prefer to have near me...
Is a pair of old shoes,
I've taken off my tired feet.
Leftovers or once tasty treats,
I seldom eat.
Even if they happen to be delicious.
And If I do invite the eating of leftovers...
I initiated the cooking and generated the heat.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Holiday poem-Give thanks
Thanksgiving, think about this oustanding holiday
give thanks in a very special way
you should be thankful for everything you have
dance, sing, be jolly, and laugh
Thanksgiving isnt like the christmas season,
but it is a goood reason
to give thanks
HAPPY THANKSGIVING! !
poem by Maria Herron
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Sonnet 11222012
Gather around come all
It is that time of year
Dinner bells rings and call
Everyone is finally here
The smell of gourmet fills the room
Salivation full mouth just from anticipation
All eyes are focus, just straight zoom
People metaphorically dying from starvation
Bow your heads and let's begin
We are blessed to be thankful for everything
We end this prayer with amen
The food and plates are flying
It always good to be surrounded by family
On Thanksgiving Day just my family and me
poem by Murasaki Kitsune
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