Thanksgiving
All things should be noticed of,
from here to there.
Things from above,
come with great care.
That's why we gather,
to such and mingle.
Henceforth is great chatter.
Early holiday bells happily jingle.
Thanksgiving is treasured,
since years gone by.
Happiness is beyond being measured,
so why?
Why do we celebrate so?
Shouldn't we always?
Pilgrims came here, don't you know?
Far in the past days.
Thanksgiving, Thanksgiving,
is a holiday unlike the others.
It is a time for forgiving,
and miracles make wonders.
So, celebrate this day,
for all time.
Peace will stay,
with the comfort of poetry rhyme.
Is there anything I need to work on?
Comments
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A very nice write! I think the rhyme doesn't go together right on the dot, but close enough to be a great poem! The rhythm was also a bit off, but it was minor. Good job over all!
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