When all the leaves are off the boughs,
And nuts and apples gathered in,
And cornstalks waiting for the cows,
And pumpkins safe in barn and bin,
Then Mother says, "My children dear,
The fields are brown, and autumn flies;
Thanksgiving Day is very near,
And we must make thanksgiving pies!
8 comments:
I'm the first this evening. Hi Kelli, that's a beautiful poem and so right for the coming day. Thx for sharing and have a great day tomorrow.
Such an adorable poem! I will share it with my son.
Thanks for sharing this poem-so sweet. And I love the picture.
Linda C
Yes, William Sonoma is expensive. Sometimes, it is just worth it as in this case.
Mama Bear
I love your vintage postcard image! So cute!
Hi Kelli,
I like that poem. It's simple enough for children to remember and adults! Thanks for sharing. Take Care!!
Sherrie
Just love your blog, and love this little poem and vintage picture! Keep it up. Liz
Kelli,
I have an extensive collection of Thanksgiving postcards and I have never seen this one before. Plus, I could not find it in a thorough search of eBay.
PS - loved your acorn cakelets.
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