I think this poem is very well suited to give thanks for all the good things and every blessing bestowed upon us this year. At this point in my life, this poem is so fitting. Happy thanksgiving everyone!
Gettin' together to smile an' rejoice,
An' eatin' an' laughin' with folks of your choice;
An' kissin' the girls an' declarin' that they
Are growin' more beautiful day after day;
Chattin' an' braggin' a bit with the men,
Buildin' the old family circle again;
Livin' the wholesome an' old-fashioned cheer,
Just for awhile at the end of the year.
Greetings fly fast as we crowd through the door
And under the old roof we gather once more
Just as we did when the youngsters were small;
Mother's a little bit grayer, that's all.
Father's a little bit older, but still
Ready to romp an' to laugh with a will.
Here we are back at the table again
Tellin' our stories as women an' men.
Bowed are our heads for a moment in prayer;
Oh, but we're grateful an' glad to be there.
Home from the east land an' home from the west,
Home with the folks that are dearest an' best.
Out of the sham of the cities afar
We've come for a time to be just what we are.
Here we can talk of ourselves an' be frank,
Forgettin' position an' station an' rank.
Give me the end of the year an' its fun
When most of the plannin' an' toilin' is done;
Bring all the wanderers home to the nest,
Let me sit down with the ones I love best,
Hear the old voices still ringin' with song,
See the old faces unblemished by wrong,
See the old table with all of its chairs
An' I'll put soul in my Thanksgivin' prayers.
Edgar Albert Guest
Gettin' together to smile an' rejoice,
An' eatin' an' laughin' with folks of your choice;
An' kissin' the girls an' declarin' that they
Are growin' more beautiful day after day;
Chattin' an' braggin' a bit with the men,
Buildin' the old family circle again;
Livin' the wholesome an' old-fashioned cheer,
Just for awhile at the end of the year.
Greetings fly fast as we crowd through the door
And under the old roof we gather once more
Just as we did when the youngsters were small;
Mother's a little bit grayer, that's all.
Father's a little bit older, but still
Ready to romp an' to laugh with a will.
Here we are back at the table again
Tellin' our stories as women an' men.
Bowed are our heads for a moment in prayer;
Oh, but we're grateful an' glad to be there.
Home from the east land an' home from the west,
Home with the folks that are dearest an' best.
Out of the sham of the cities afar
We've come for a time to be just what we are.
Here we can talk of ourselves an' be frank,
Forgettin' position an' station an' rank.
Give me the end of the year an' its fun
When most of the plannin' an' toilin' is done;
Bring all the wanderers home to the nest,
Let me sit down with the ones I love best,
Hear the old voices still ringin' with song,
See the old faces unblemished by wrong,
See the old table with all of its chairs
An' I'll put soul in my Thanksgivin' prayers.
Edgar Albert Guest
I hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving, Ruby. :)
ReplyDeleteThat poem is wonderful Ruby. Thanks for showing it - Dave
ReplyDeleteHoping you had a very Happy Thanksgiving.
ReplyDeleteWe don't have it in England but the Christmas Festivities seem to be under way now.... even though it still seems early to me.
Maggie X
Nuts in May
Beautiful poem. Thank you so much for visiting my blog. Very nice to see you!
ReplyDeleteThanksgiving is not celebrated in India but I always loved the idea of Thanksgiving and this poem was so fitting to the recent events and I wanted to share it. Thanks Hilary and Maggie May for visiting my blog :))
ReplyDeleteYes the poem is great Dave! Ash - you have a very lovely blog with stunning pictures.
ReplyDeleteThanks for following my blog, I'm now following yours!
ReplyDeleteThis is a great poem and very appropriate for this time of year. Too many people don't take the time to give thanks or to even say what they're thankful for.
Lovely poem...perfect for this season. I enjoyed visiting your blog : )
ReplyDeleteA very sweet Thanksgiving poem!
ReplyDeleteThanks and what you say is so true Sprinkles!
ReplyDeleteThanks! I'm glad you enjoyed it Lady Cat!
Thanks Rahul!
this poem is awesome! reminds me of my own grandmother :)
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