A THANKSGIVING POEM

By Michelle Longo-Bloom

A time honored day
Way back; long ago
The Indian and the Pilgrim
In the meadow
No longer are they foe
The Pilgrim lay down his rifle
The Chief put down his bow
Their hatred now trifle.
Our books and our teachers tell of it all
Of this notable time
One day in the Fall
Obliged and grateful for what took place on that day
We bow our heads
And give thanks as we pray.