GOBBLE GOBBLE TOIL & TROUBLE

by Saige   Nov 22, 2004


The leaves have all fallen
Barren trees do explain
Hay bales and pumpkins
Halloween’s last remains

The holidays are upon us
Filled with merriments and joys
Soon the tree shall arise
Home to packages and new toys

It all starts the fourth Thursday
In the month November it falls
When loved ones all gather together
Sounds of laughter fill the halls

The table shall be set
Turkey, fixings and more
There will be new dishes
For our taste buds to explore

A new face will carve the turkey
Another to offer the prayer
Though mom you may be gone
In my heart you’ll surely be there

Though the current love loss
Is still fresh upon my mind
I have so much to be thankful for
Blessings from many so very kind

For most a day of happiness
To some it brings on sorrow
For us a new beginning
Building to a great tomorrow

To all I wish that read this rhyme
Your day be filled with warmth and love
May fortune smile upon your path
More brilliant than the sun’s rays from above

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