Thanksgiving Poem

Thought I would share a poem about Thanksgiving:

While on the way on the store yesterday,

We anticipated a delectable feast.

With hopes high, Thanksgiving nigh

And no impediment in the least.

We went to the shelf in the store by itself

To catch us a turkey main course.

But looking in the empty bin,

Our hunting hopes had scoped remorse.

"There's no Thanksgiving meal without turkey feel,

Of unfrozened fowl cut in sliver."

But in that shelf, I came to myself,

There's no Thanksgiving without the Giver.

The Giver of breath, the saver from death,

So bountifully blesses us here.

What portion to great at this thankful plate,

Can we give to him this year.

And this honey ham sow, so much sweeter now,

As though on alter lay.

Let us give Him, hearts full to brim,

To live in Thanksgiving each day.