Thanksgiving Fun


Thanksgiving Fun

Poems

After Apple Picking

By Robert Frost My long two-pointed ladder’s sticking through a treeToward heaven still,And there’s a barrel that I didn’t fillBeside it, and there may be two or threeApples I didn’t pick upon some bough.But I am done with apple-picking now.Essence of winter sleep is on the night,The scent of apples: I am drowsing off.I cannot […]

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The Old-Fashioned Thanksgiving

by Edgar Albert Guest, 1881-1959 It may be I am getting old and like too much to dwellUpon the days of bygone years, the days I loved so well;But thinking of them now I wish somehow that I could knowA simple old Thanksgiving Day, like those of long ago,When all the family gathered round a […]

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Thanksgiving Poem

by Paul Laurence Dunbar The sun hath shed its kindly light, Our harvesting is gladly o’erOur fields have felt no killing blight, Our bins are filled with goodly store. From pestilence, fire, flood, and sword We have been spared by thy decree,And now with humble hearts, O Lord, We come to pay our thanks to […]

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