An Ode to Thanksgiving...

Harvest time has come and gone
We've gathered in our crops
Tho in times past it meant much more
Now we eat till we pop.

Long ago, we gave our thanks
For those who helped us live
We feasted to toast the harvest time
An' plenty it did give.

Now though the meaning is slightly lost
In shopping and Football
We kept the feasting and thank our stars
When our team doesn't fall.

With family we gather, or maybe friends
And manage best we're able
To give some thanks for what we have
While gathering 'round the table.

Some time I fear we all forget
Just where tradition hails from
'Cause after feast and game are done
We raid the malls to get some.

But I'm not bitter despite my words
Traditions change with time
I just think we should all give thanks...

...but preferably not in rhyme. ;)