Thoughts that sometime...rhyme: A Thanksgiving repast.

By food4thought - About Me - E-mail this page - Add to My Favorites - Add to Blog List - See other blogs in Poetry

Sunday, November 25, 2007

A Thanksgiving repast.

For it was truly Over the hill and through the woods To Grandmas house we went. Eating sumptuous food And sharing with family Was our main intent. When at last the stuffing Was stuffed and the olives All gone (off our fingers) And the dishes Packed into the dishwasher We sat and caught up On lives... Sign in to see full entry.

Previous: A time of colors to match. - New Entries - Next: Thinking.

Headlines (What is this?)