If there’s one day where I enjoy living;
It’s that day in November and its called Thanksgiving.
Why does it hold a special place for me?;
Because this is the time to be with family.
To see them come from near and far;
From plane to bus or train to car.
To see them all is such a sight;
Everyone is at peace, without a fight.
The kitchen is busy, as if it were rush hour;
All men are not allowed, for the women have all the power.
Instead they sit and watch the football game;
Anything less would be such a shame.
As the game was finished and the food was done;
Everyone gathered around from father to son.
From sisters to mothers, from cousins to brothers;
Let’s not leave out the grandparents and others.
As we sit and pray to thank ‘the man’ for living another day;
For I love this holiday and I wouldn’t want it any other way.