A time for celebration, Thanksgiving allows everyone to congregate with family and friends to pamper themselves with hearty helpings of roasted turkey and other popular holiday foods. But that is not all as Thanksgiving is more than just feasting and merrymaking. The harvest festival of Thanksgiving gives us a chance to express our gratitude towards our family, friends and even strangers, for their help in some or the other manner. Thanksgiving poems go a long way in giving a warm expression to our feelings of gratitude and thankfulness. Poems created just for the joyful occasion of Thanksgiving range from being hilarious to having spiritual tone. These poems are found to be very popular amongst people of all ages.
Tell me, Mr. Turkey,
Don't you feel afraid
When you hear us talking
'Bout the plans we've made?
Can't you hear us telling
How we're going to eat
Cranberries and stuffing
With our turkey meat?
Turkey, heed my warning:
Better fly away;
Or you will be sorry
On Thanksgiving Day.
I'm thankful for my mother, and
I'm thankful for my dad.
I'm thankful for my sisters, and
For all the fun we've had.
I'm thankful for my brother, Tom,
(Even when he's jerky.)
But most of all, I'm oh-so-thankful
Not to be a turkey.
- Susan D. Anderson
T is for the trust the pilgrims had so many years ago
H is for the harvest the settlers learnt to grow
A is for America, the land in which we live
N is for nature and beauty which she gives
K is for kindness, gentle words, thoughtful deeds
S is for smiles, the sunshine everyone needs
G is for gratitude - our blessings big and small
I is for ideas, letting wisdom grow tall
V is for voices, singing, laughing, always caring
I is for Indians, who taught them about sharing
N is for neighbors, across the street, over the sea
G is for giving of myself to make a better me
- Judith A. Lindber
The year has turned its circle,
The seasons come and go.
The harvest all is gathered in
And chilly north winds blow.
Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain,
So open wide the doorway ---
Thanksgiving comes again!
- Old Rhyme
Heap High the Board
Heap high the board with plenteous cheer,
And gather to the feast,
And toast the sturdy Pilgrim band
Whose courage never ceased.
Give praise to that All-Gracious One
By whom their steps were led,
And thanks unto the harvest's Lord
Who sends our daily bread.
- Alice Williams Brotherton
One day is there of the series
Termed Thanksgiving day,
Celebrated part at table,
Part in memory.
Neither patriarch nor pussy,
I dissect the play;
Seems it, to my hooded thinking,
Had there been no sharp subtraction
From the early sum,
Not an acre or a caption
Where was once a room,
Not a mention, whose small pebble
Wrinkled any bay,--
Unto such, were such assembly,
'T were Thanksgiving day.
- Emily Dickinson
A Thanksgiving Dinner
Take a turkey, stuff it fat,
Some of this and some of that.
Get some turnips, peel them well.
Cook a big squash in its shell.
Now potatoes, big and white,
Mash till they are soft and light.
Cranberries, so tart and sweet,
With the turkey we must eat.
Pickles-yes-and-then, oh my!
For a dessert a pumpkin pie,
Golden brown and spicy sweet.
What a fine Thanksgiving treat!
- Maude M. Grant