Poem: Thanksgiving Day
A poem I wrote in honor of Thanksgiving Day.
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A poem I wrote in honor of Thanksgiving Day.
If all the flowers were roses,If never daisies grew,If no old-fashioned posiesDrank in the morning dew,Then man might have some reasonTo whimper and complain,And speak these words of treason,That all our toil is vain. If all the stars were SaturnsThat twinkle in the night,Of equal size and patterns,And equally as bright,Then men in humble places,With…