By Edgar Albert Guest (1881)
Getting together to smile and rejoice,
And eating and laughing with folks of your choice;
And kissing the girls and declaring that they
Are growing more beautiful day after day;
Chatting and bragging a bit with the men,
Building the old family circle again;
Living the wholesome and old-fashioned cheer,
Just for while at the end of the year.
Greetings fly fast as we crowd through the door
And under the old roof we gather once more.
Just as we did when the youngsters were small;
Mother's a little bit grayer, that's all.
Father's a little bit older, but still
Ready to romp and to laugh with a will.
Here we are back at the table again
Telling stories as women and men.
Bowed are our heads for a moment in prayer;
Oh, but we're grateful an glad to be there.
Home from the east land and home from the west,
Home with the folks that are dearest and best.
Out of the sham of cities afar,
We've come for a time to be just what we are.
Here we can talk of ourselves and be frank,
Forgetting position and station and rank.
Give me the end of the year and its fun,
When most of the planning and toiling is done;
Bring all the wanderers home to the nest,
Let me sit down with the ones I love best,
Hear the old voices still ringing with song,
See the old faces unblemished by wrong.
See the old table with all of its chairs
An I'll put my soul in my Thanksgiving prayers.
Happy Thanksgiving from our home to yours!
Stacy and Brian
Stacy and Brian
*Edgar Albert Guest was an English-born American poet who was known as the people's poet. His work still occasionally appears in periodicals such as Reader's Digest. His popularity led to a weekly Detroit radio show which he hosted from 1931 until 1942.