Another one has come.
Tomorrow it will be done.
When family comes,
together to eat,
and then leaves so abrupt.
Kids want to go,
to their friend's house,
as grown-ups go,
to black Friday stores and camp out.
What ever happened,
to simple traditions,
like playing football,
in the backyard?
Then you get,
cleaned up for dinner,
then watch more football.
It is not that I am mad.
I just do not understand,
why someone would leave,
their family and so much food.
If you ask me,
that is not being thankful.
That is just being rude.
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Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Happy Thanksgiving Everyone! Pray first. Be thankful. Be safe. Uncles and Grand-pas - drink responsibly. Watch, 'Happy Thanksgiving Charlie Brown'. Eat as much pie as you want before the kids finish it all. Remember, we must always be thankful for what we have. - Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. - 1 Thessalonians 5:18 Persistence is key
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Thanks for this needed reminder on what being thankful is all about and not only for one special time but for every day.
THANKS FOR SHARING DINO ~ We all need to thank GOD for His Provision ~ Day by Day ~ AMEN ! We will have a THANKSGIVING DINNER in the College Restaurant TOMORROW for American Staff & Students and Americans living locally. I will HOST & give the TOAST because I was made an Honorary American ~ because I was in the USA on 911 and shared their grief ~ I was 18. Every blessing for Thanksgiving ~ Yours BRIAN ~ Please check our POEM ~ WHOLE ARMOUR OF GOD ~ Thanks B & A !
Congratulations on being a host. I am sure you are a true patriot. Persistence is key
THANKS DINO ~ I will do my best ~ I Love all Americans and I pray each day for President Trump and His Family ! Please add a POEM to my NEW FUSION ~ What is your favorite EUROPEAN COUNTRY ? Yours in the name of JESUS ~ BRIAN
Makes me miss when holidays weren't so stressful and I could just sit and watch Charlie Brown. Now they're such a mess. I didn't even bother to stay and eat because I couldn't handle the family drama.... Ah, I miss being a kid and not knowing the drama, just knowing there was mashed potatoes and pie. The good stuff. Watching the parade on TV whilst it happens in New York... Gives me a nostalgic feeling almost.
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