It was a crisp November Day

And the little girl was visiting

 her Grandparents Farm.

After she hugged her Grandma

She would run out to the barn

To visit her animal friends.

There was Momma Kitty

And her babies,

The old Bull down in the corner.

She was a bit afraid of him

With his ring in his nose

And his loud bellowing,

But she loved the cows

And the calves.

She would grab a handful

Of hay and hold it out

And let them eat from

Her hand

And it tickled.

Her next stop was the stall

Where Tom Turkey lived.

But on this day

he wasn’t there.

She ran back to the farmhouse

And ran to Grandmother…

“Tom is gone, Tom is gone!”

“It’s ok little one, he is here

in the house resting.

He is coming to see you later.

When she was called to Dinner,

She ran to the Dining room

The table was set very fancy.

She climbed up onto her chair

As the rest of the family gathered

Around the table, too.

Suddenly here Aunt came in

With a huge platter

“Tom Turkey is here”

Happy Thanksgiving!

Susan Bergeron

November 15, 2010