The little girl said
As she asked for more:
'But what is the Turkey
Thankful for?
Nobody owes me anything
In this great big place
We call Earth
Not a single person
Owes me a thing
I'm not nihilistic
But sometimes I find myself feeling
Like the lives we bear
Don't have much meaning at all-
......
Absolutely blessed, Christ delivers everything,
fervent gratefulness, habitually induced, joyous
knowledgeable love, magenta nebulous omnipresence,
prayer, quietude, reflection, sacred Thanksgiving,
undying veneration, with xenismos yearly zest!
The cool breeze gently winnowed fields of grain, as dusk crept upon the earth.
And in the wake of that timorous gale, a foggy rime was set; in all its churning meandering girth.
The skittering scratching cry of flint harshly put to steel,
Harmonized with the squeaking pedal of a grinding wheel.
This somber dirge was all that whispered upon that fateful gale.
The ominous warning now was sung.
And not a word was uttered by the restless gaggle.
Not a screech or squawk; neither cluck nor cackle.
Priests consoled their acolytes, and mothers comforted their children.
......
colored leaves fall down
inside food warmth and laughter
a pause for prayer
it's time squirrels cached walnuts
it's autumn's pretty party
On this day like none other
I think of my mom, my son and brother
And all that I am thankful for
All the times that have come before
I'm thankful for all the love I've been shown
I'm thankful for all the good friends I've known
Life has not always been kind to me
But it has built me into this man you see
I want to live and help people more
And maybe give someone something else to be thankful for
......
Nobody owes me anything
In this great big place
We call Earth
Not a single person
Owes me a thing
I'm not nihilistic
But sometimes I find myself feeling
Like the lives we bear
Don't have much meaning at all-
......
Absolutely blessed, Christ delivers everything,
fervent gratefulness, habitually induced, joyous
knowledgeable love, magenta nebulous omnipresence,
prayer, quietude, reflection, sacred Thanksgiving,
undying veneration, with xenismos yearly zest!
colored leaves fall down
inside food warmth and laughter
a pause for prayer
it's time squirrels cached walnuts
it's autumn's pretty party
The cool breeze gently winnowed fields of grain, as dusk crept upon the earth.
And in the wake of that timorous gale, a foggy rime was set; in all its churning meandering girth.
The skittering scratching cry of flint harshly put to steel,
Harmonized with the squeaking pedal of a grinding wheel.
This somber dirge was all that whispered upon that fateful gale.
The ominous warning now was sung.
And not a word was uttered by the restless gaggle.
Not a screech or squawk; neither cluck nor cackle.
Priests consoled their acolytes, and mothers comforted their children.
......