Hand in hand, at table sitting
It’s proper, right and meet and fitting
That on Thanksgiving we all share
Gratitude in quiet prayer
But I say we should give a roar
For all the things we’re thankful for
And raise our voices and the mood
In fine, full-throated gratitude
For this great land that we all live in
And all the blessings we’ve been given
For values that we hold and share
And for elections free and fair
For campaigns that we’ve just been though
Which show what liberty can do
For all the pundits that were wrong
For wisdom as we move along
For volunteers in green and blue
Who live defending me and you
Army Brat and Navy Bean
Soldier, Airman or Marine
The cream that rises to the top
Sheriff, Deputy and Cop
And if I may to their proud ranks
I’ll add my own and private thanks
For friends I know or soon will meet
Who follow what I post or tweet
Defensemen who I like a lot
Who clear the puck or block a shot
For precious moments in my life
The day I met my fetching wife
The miracle that is our son
And that which we’ve together done
With all these things so fine and sweet
My list, alas is incomplete
And so, I challenge all and able
To read this poem around your table
And thinking of the gifts you’ve known
To add a stanza of your own
