‘Twas the night before Thanksgiving, when all through the house
Only mother was stirring the soup, not for the mouse;
The dishes were placed on the table with care,
In hopes that the family soon would be there;
The children were nestled, all snug in their beds,
While visions of drum sticks danced in their heads;
And Momma in her jammies and I with the remote,
Had just settled our brains for a tv show worthy of note;
When out in the kitchen there arose such a scent,
The bread was now rising as if heaven sent.
Mom sprang from our bed, I asked what was the matter;
She said she’d rather stuff the bird now to ready the platter.
We looked out the window to capture the night;
Nothing was happening, not a bird was in sight,
So we dashed to the kitchen to check in the cooler,
Saw the turkey right there and thought of a ruler;
Would it fit in the pan, how ’bout in the oven?
Better measure it all before we do stuffin’,
When to our delight it seemed it would fit,
We gathered our extras, the salt, the pepper and every little bit.
Mom knew all the stuff, she called them by name,
Get the bread, the butter, the seasoning too,
This bird will be fat, just perfect for you.
The thoughts of the meal just went through my head,
Tender white meat and golden brown glow,
The flavor of the holiday this I would know;
The day will be excellent and filled with love,
It would be as if we were visited from above;
With the presence of God bringing us here,
For a day of rejoicing and holiday cheer.
I could imagine His grace all ’round the table;
We would be thankful to Him because He is able,
To bring us together from places apart;
Even if we were not in the same room, we had the same heart.
As we settled the turkey into it’s place, Mom and I sighed with joy in the full,
We’re grateful for what God has done for us all;
We gather our family and friends all alike,
This day will be joyous for reasons so right.
And say with the Master, and hearts full of love,
Happy Thanksgiving to all, and to all a good night.