Monday, November 21, 2011

Ideal Meal - a Fun Thanksgiving Poem

A Thanksgiving poem - for fun!

Ideal Meal
The Thanksgiving turkey
Tasted like jerky
With lumpy potatoes
And sour tomatoes
The dressing too sodden and moist.

The rolls didn’t rise
And Mama’s sweet pies
Were bitter to taste
Gooey as paste
But in spite of it all, we rejoiced.

We thanked God above
For His bountiful love
For freedom to meet
And for food to eat
Taking time to tell God how we feel.

For even though dinner
Wasn’t a winner
We all overlook
That Mama can’t cook.
Thanksgiving is more than a meal.

© 2008 Donna J. Shepherd

7 comments:

Connie Arnold said...

That's so cute! Good point that Thanksgiving is more than a meal and to give thanks for all things (even when they aren't quite what we wanted). Thanks for sharing your fun poem, Donna.

Donna J. Shepherd said...

I got to thinking - just because it's Thanksgiving doesn't mean that bad cooks are wonderful overnight. *grin* Thanks for stopping by. I'm glad you enjoyed it!

Anonymous said...

Donna, I love that twist- Thanksgiving is more than a meal! It definitely is MORE than a meal. Have a great thanksgiving!

Rhodi Alers de López

Donna J. Shepherd said...

Thanks, Rhodi! Happy Thanksgiving to you as well.

Norma McMurry said...

Love the poem! And since I'm not a great cook, I chuckle even more. Thanks for the lesson.

freckles said...

That's so memorable! Wow, there were some years when the food wasn't worth mentioning;
But was always great and good, and we were always thankful.
Especially for friends like Donna.

Thanks Donna!

Mary Connealy said...

Great poem, Donna. I just came over to thank you for being a Seekerville follower but I'm glad I got to read your poem. :)