11/25/2009

On thanksgiving,


No one says grace

On the table

But our souls does

Our souls does bless

The food we eat

Praise the love

We give over

Our breaths

Pass down the plate

To each of us

When we have spoons, forks and knives

A turkey with stuffy

Oh mine, let me have some

4 comments:

Aurora said...

Save me some turkey! :)

Kai C. said...

ok i will :)

Devika said...

Had your turkey, young turk?? :)

Nice poem,....sorry I'm late -- Hope you had a good Thanksgiving Kai dear :)

wishes,
devika

Kai C. said...

:)