Howard Beymer

(Oakdale, California)

Thanksgiving - Poem by Howard Beymer

Gone is the Halloween pumpkin,
The corn and barley are in the bin.
The happy country bumpkin
With gal, is out for a spin.

The cool autumn treasure,
With its bountiful harvest is here,
We are ready for the seasons pleasure.
With a great amount of cheer.

With a great feeling of Thankfulness,
We are ready to celebrate.
With the bountiful season, we confess,
That our harvest is great.

To show that we are able,
To be thankful for what we've got
We gather around the table
The feast of Thanksgiving is our lot.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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