The night before Thanksgiving
The wind was pushing the house
I was at the stove stirring
And my friends had gone south.
For the dinner tomorrow
I began to prepare
I am missing the sunshine
There’s some food in my hair
But my spirits are joyful
and my mind is at peace
The wind chimes are chiming
Will this wind never cease!
To end this composition
it would only seem right
to say Happy Thanksgiving
and to all a good night!
