A Thanksgiving Poem...

Twas the day before Thanksgiving,
and for weeks and weeks,
Mama was greatly anticipating,
A great pre-Thanksgiving day feast.

The turkey was purchased,
The fridge full and merry,
Sparkling white checked off the list,
As well as red, mulling spices, and cranberries.

Yes, all would be festive,
Filled with holiday cheer,
Fresh crispy green beans, mashed potatoes,
And Great Lakes Christmas Ale beer.

But over the weekend, there arose such a flurry,
Little Brooke's nose was snotty...
Of course we were worried.

And the snotty nose became a chest cold,
And then came the fever,
And yes, we share germs...
I am not a deceiver.

So then Connor was plagued,
And Mommy was beaten,
Daddy didn't feel so hot either,
And no turkey was eaten.

But despite all the germies,
The yucky noses galore,
Despite the body aches and fevers,
and the lack of decor...

We are thankful, you see for each other today.
And for all of you too,
no matter how many miles away.

The Lord has richly blessed us,
with a roof over our heads,
With wonderful friends,
And warm cozy beds.

So we'll pray that tomorrow,
we wake up feeling refreshed.
That the fevers are gone,
And we're back to our best.

That turkey will roast,
and we'll cook those cranberries,
We'll see our dear friends and family,
and all will be merry!

So Happy Thanksgiving,
to all near and dear,
We love you dear friends and readers,
And wish you were here!

You might hear me exclaim,
With all of my might,
"Happy Thanksgiving to All,
And to all a GOOD NIGHT"!!!!