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I thought I would just say
Have a Happy Thanksgiving Day!
For all of You Souper people are
In my estimation, the ones who care.
It is wonderful to have your comments, too
When I write something here for all of you.
The joy of reading your works and words
Goes well beyond the things I've heard.
And in the short time that I have around you
Friendships through words abound, too.
I say that you are the cheeriest bunch
With whom I have never sat down to lunch.
But I'll say a prayer of thanksgiving for all
And hope that the Lord hears my call.
For tomorrow when we remember the good things in life
I'll count all of you in, with a thought none too brief.
With you I feel like I am a true part,
So, I say "Thank You All, from the bottom of my heart".
The day after Thanksgiving I didn't have to work
So, I decided to do something which was kind of a quirk.
I thought I would do some early shopping
For those Christmas gifts that would be eye popping.
As I started my car to begin my store raid
Something went amiss to stop my escapade.
I opened the hood to find the problem there
When I saw it, it really gave me a scare.
Our neighbor's black cat had crawled onto the engine block
Feeling the warmth, but not taking stock.
When I turned the key to give it a start
The cat shrieked as its tail was nearly cut apart.
Oh, it wasn't intentional that I hurt that poor pet
But you've never seen anything like it I'll bet.
When I heard the noise and the hissing you see,
I thought one of the hoses had broken...leaking fluently.
But it was the cat that was hissing when I raised the hood
All he could think of was to jump for where I stood.
With claws all out and teeth set to bite
Him coming at me was quite the site.
Fortunately he missed me with his outstretched paws,
Or I would have been really attached to those razor like claws.
When he hit the ground he ran away
Scared the crap out of me...that's all I'll say.
So I had to collect myself before I could go anywhere
Went back to the house and just stood shaking there.
Of course, I had to have a pop or two
To settle my nerves before I started anew.
Before I knew it, I was asleep in a chair
I never attempted to go anywhere.
All because a black cat wanted to keep warm
In the end, I was thankful I did so little harm.
"Black Friday" would have cost me a heck of a lot more
Had it not been for that cat's dozing for sure.
So, now whenever I go to the store
I buy some cat food, for that kitty next door.
He still remembers my opening that hood
I still remember him trying to claw me where I stood.
But we've come to an understanding that cat and me
And I tap the car before starting it to let him see.
As it is now...he stays out of my way,
Except when I feed him, for all the money he saved me on "Black Friday".
May tranquility reign and grace your Thanksgiving board this year,
As you thank the Good Lord for all the blessings you hold dear!
I pray that it will be a time of good cheer and not a free-for-all,
As in the dysfunctional family described below, ending in a brawl!
Grandpa said grace that rambled on interminably while stomachs growl.
Grandma had heard enough of that and poked him with a warning scowl!
Pompous Uncle Blimp boasted about the democrats winning the election,
While saner heads steered the conversation in a more innocuous direction!
Ne'er-do-well Cousin Cletus who was recently released from prison,
Wailed about being falsely imprisoned saying the cannabis wasn't his'n!
Aunt Louise complained that she didn't get the turkey gizzard as was her due!
Dad was happily sozzled having consumed too much of his homemade brew!
Little Marvin slopped gravy on grandma's prized heirloom tablecloth!
Nana screeched about controlling your brats - she was most visibly wroth!
The kid howled and mommy hugged him saying, "It was not your fault!"
In the aftermath, little was said except an occasional, "Pass the salt!"
Elbows flew and the hapless turkey's carcass was stripped clean and bare!
Grandpa removed his teeth to take a snooze, fed up with the whole affair!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Talk turkey; talk turkey
It's Thanksgiving day.
Fill up your mouths
the Thanksgiving way.
Gobble down; gobble down
meat and red berries.
Some adding gravy
for flavour that varies.
White mashed potatoes
hollowed in boats.
Filled with yellow butter
that warms 'till it floats.
Turnip and parsnip
mixed in together.
Tangy mild flavour
that lasts forever.
Green tiny peas
piled on the side;
covered in butter
in tears they have cried.
All for the price of a prayer
to say thanks
and gathering our friends
in a place that is nice.
Thank you Lord for all that is with me
Forever I will praise and adore thee
The miracle of each breath I take with each day
Never taken for granted, thank you I pray
My being is in your hands, you have a plan
Created by you, I live at your command
Along the path you have prepared for me
Thank you for holding my hand and being the key
Written by: Debra Falgout
November 21, 2012 "Happy Thanksgiving Everyone"
Lord in answer of prayer
Child of mine. I must admit I don’t hear from you very often,
Your brother though is quite devout, to him your heart should soften.
He say’s he works hard to me - but that you will blame him.
For anything you don’t do, and you will try to shame him.
Your brother, put in a plea for you, and not for a new bike.
You had better try harder, boy before I give you what you like.
I even hear from your teacher, he’s his own wits end,
He prayed for the cane to come back, so your ways you better mend.
Your mother tries so very hard it’s not her cooking at fault,
Its you and your picky ways, so they had better halt.
Your mother works hard and has little time to bake you pumpkin pie,
You're lucky boy to have gravy, never mind the turkey dry.
Your granddad needs a rest, don’t be a pest, he’s getting on you know.
As for grandma she puts up with all of you, so let the wines flow.
Your big sister, her father has already requested the boyfriends’ disappearance.
I’m working on that and everything else, so just give me a chance.
The neighbour’s - well they have not said, anything about you.
They just prayed that your family would go out, and then come back without you.
So listen boy the lord has spoken, and you better hear me well.
Cos come next thanksgiving year, You may hear from him below.
I Am So Thankful
By Rick Rucker
I am so Thankful for this Life,
Though there has been some Pain and Strife,
It has been the greatest Gift,
The memories do always lift,
Me, when I feel a little Down,
Cheer me up, like a clown.
But the most Blessed thing I see,
Our time Together, You, and Me!
If that were all I had,
I would be ever happy, never Sad!
In our brief Time together,
You have helped me to weather,
Some pretty turbulent Seas,
And you do it with relative Ease!
All it takes is your Magic Touch,
Our private time I love so much.
I feel so blessed for the Love I have found,
Which will warm me, all year ‘round,
To You, I would like to say,
I don’t need to wait for Thanksgiving Day!
Thank you dear God for simple zest;
Thank you dear Lord for choice and quest.
Thank you for play, for easy smiles;
For light of day, for cheery style.
Thank you for jest, for wit that swirls;
For lovely fest, for dance and twirl.
Thank you for words, for lines and rhymes;
For art that's heard, for verse and chimes.
Thank you for voice, for heart that feels;
For faith and poise, for touch that heals.
Thank you for fate, for certain charm;
For healthy plate, for peaceful psalm.
Thank you for friends, for kin and kind;
For happy trends, for peace of mind.
Thank you for joy, for thoughts that spring;
For sense to toy, for sensuous flings.
Thank you dear God for earthly ways;
Thank you dear Lord for ample stay.
11 Feb 2014
Aunt Doris was feeling poorly .
I did not know what to say .
So ,I gathered all her friends around ;
And we had a Doris Day .
But Gladys got the pip and sulked
Saying it was not right.
So we stretched out celebrations
To have a Gladys Knight.
We had great fun in the July sun
A Donna Summer to enjoy.
But there would be a Shelly Winter
So dont get smug or coy.
Major Weeks adressed his Sergeant Spring
At Thanksgiving holiday ,
Saying ,can February March..
Through Beech and Larch ?
He said NO!! ..but April May .
Twas Thanksgiving and I was starving
So all the turkey we started carving
And when it was finally open wide
We looked to see what was inside
It was a message from my son
Who said after Thanksgiving is done
I'm not there and hope you understand
Have been far away for year in Afghanistan
You're lucky at home now get to stay
While I am full of sorrow so far away
And each time that turkey you do see
Be sure to remember the death of me.