Thanksgiving Day Poems

Thanksgiving Day will soon be here
It comes around but once a year
If I could only have my way,
We'd have Thanksgiving every day.

Thanksgiving Friends

Thanksgiving is a time
For reviewing what we treasure,
The people we hold dear,
Who give us so much pleasure.
Without you as my friend,
Life would be a bore;
Having you in my life
Is what I'm thankful for.
- Joanna Fuchs

Thanksgiving Ghost

The last piece of apple pie is gone;
How did it disappear?
The bowl of delicious stuffing
Has also vanished, I fear.

It happens each Thanksgiving,
When leftover goodies flee,
And each of us knows the responsible one
Couldn't be you or me.

The only way it could happen
Is readily diagnosed;
It must be the crafty, incredibly sneaky,
Still hungry Thanksgiving ghost.
- Anonymous

Thanksgiving Prayer

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

Thanksgiving

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

Thanksgiving Day

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,
Reflex holiday.
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