We have lost the meaning of thanksgiving through out the years
For it is just another time to let us know that Christmas is near
The shops think that it will always be a good year before the sale
But it seems that our thanks have just been put in a large pail
We know that the tables will be full of different types of dishes
But the talk will be of many different things about their new wishes
We have lost the meaning of being thankful for what was done
Because when our fore father sailed across the sea it wasn’t so much fun
They have left the land that didn’t let them have a choice
And it was forbidden to speak out with a different voice
But we have forgotten the stories of how it was hard to stay alive
For their tears and hardships were heard through their cries
Have we lost the meaning over these years and become that dull
So when is the last time we have taken time to be thankful
Yes the family will come together and the table will be full of things to eat
There will be people that are hunger and have to walk the street
The problems can’t be solved in one special moment
Because we still have the freedom to have this enjoyment
So maybe just a story or even a small poem
Might just be the ticket to make our mind began to roam
It is at the time of the year when we want to give thanks
So our thanks will be given as you fill in the blanks