Ode To the Bird
King of countless holiday tables
The turkey so golden brown.
His reign in short but succulent,
Proudly wearing his cranberry crown.
Not given human knowledge
He has no conscious fear.
Of life cut short by celebrations
On these days we hold so dear.
Now sit down with full appreciation
For a simple bird that gave his all,
And hope that he had time to procreate
So next year..more turkeys in the fall.
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2009
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