Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Thanksgiving



The year has turned its circle,

The seasons come and go.


The harvest all is gathered in


And chilly north winds blow.


Orchards have shared their treasures,


The fields, their yellow grain,


So open wide the doorway~


Thanksgiving comes again! 


~Old Rhyme

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

2 comments:

  1. I'll raise a glass to you from here atop the Rocky Mountains. Have a fantastic holiday!

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  2. And you as well, Tess! I am so thankful for all of my wonderful writer friends.

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