Thanksgiving Poems

Thanksgiving, the fourth Thursday of November, is when families come together for a big dinner, football, and fun.

There are many “harvest festivals” included in the history of man. Many of these festivals had religious connections. Where different cultures celebrated the harvest and the land, we have come away from that. Our Thanksgiving has evolved from a “harvest festival” to a day of feasting and family gatherings. We celebrate the many “abundant” harvests we have been blessed with, including our families.

We should give “Thanksgiving” every day. Even if you don't believe in a "higher power" you can think of the many farmers and farm workers that labor so that we always have something for our tables. Happy Thanksgiving everyone. Please enjoy these Thanksgiving Day poems.

Day Of Rejoicing

Oh, how sweet to be together
When Thanksgiving Day is here;
Kinfolk come and cousins gather
Filling every nook with cheer;
When Turkey has been roasting
Since before the dawn of day
And the dinner time is scheduled
Many slow-paced hours away.
Older cousins carry dishes
As excitement builds and grows,
Everybody, even youngsters,
To the very minute knows
When the call will come to dinner
And they'll line up, hushed, to stand
As Father asks a blessing
On the goodness of the land,
Blessing on the home's provider,
And the gentle one whose art
Served such a sumptuous banquet
From the goodness of her heart.

Don Hoover

Have a happy thanksgiving 2011!

As you join with your family and friends on this day,
Please include the less fortunate in your thoughts as you pray!

There are many among us who have no holiday fare,
In every corner of the world, there are homeless out there!

Perhaps, due to circumstances and through no fault of their own,
They now find themselves hungry, destitute and oh so alone!

In whatever prayer of thanks you offer; no matter what words you say,
Please add this simple verse - help someone else find their way!

"Lord, help me to help those who have nothing to celebrate today;
To make their lives better, please show me the way!"

If you put "self" aside each day for a moment or two,
Show compassion for others, you'll be amazed at the good you can do!

And, next year when you gather to give thanks once again,
You can say...

"Thanks for helping me make a difference Lord......
thank you Amen!"

By Rita

The Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers

Felicia Hemans

The breaking waves dashed high
On a stern and rock-bound coast,
And the woods, against a stormy sky,
Their giant branches tossed;

And the heavy night hung dark
The hills and waters o’er,
When a band of exiles moored their bark
On the wild New England shore.

Not as the conqueror comes,
They, the true-hearted, came;
Nor with the roll of stirring drums,
And the trumpet that sings of fame;

Not as the flying come
In silence and in fear,
They shook the depths of the desert’s gloom
With their hymns of lofty cheer.

Amidst the storm they sang,
And the stars heard, and the sea;
And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang
To the anthem of the free!