She actually posted this during the COVID scare
“Cancel Thanksgiving!” I’m not lying, I swear
My dearest wish this August 11 for Francesca Hong
Primary voters, please cancel her ~ give her the old gong
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Francesca Hong is a Democrat who is running for Governor
of Wisconsin. The Democrat primary is 08/11/2026...
potatoes yes, tomatoes no
November they are not good-to-go
Jello, not anymore
gourmet popcorn I show the door
I like things that are stuffed and puffed
sweetened with sugar, the icing is never enough
gravy? Oh yes, biscuits and cheese sauce too
steak and eggs? You cannot lose!
beef and noodles, my go-to-dish
chicken? only the breast, and no danged fish
unless it is fried shrimp, I love it with marmalade sauce
homemade cake and coconut, yes, by gosh!
I woke with the sun, my heart in a race,
Excitement and dreams written on my face.
Gifts in my hands, love in my sight,
Hoping to make this day feel just right.
I reached early, my nerves all flutter,
The world around us seemed soft as a whisper.
We chased the highway, with nowhere to go,
Just following the sun, letting life flow.
Five hours of drive, laughter in sight,
Moments that made the whole world feel light.
A hill appeared, so calm and so right,
We watched the world embrace in golden light,
And spoke of our dreams, our hearts in a race,
Feeling the magic of that special place.
I gave her the gifts, her eyes sparkled bright,
A pendant, a ring, each catching the light.
In her white dress, like a swan in my eyes,
I knew in that moment, she’d won my life.
On the ride back, the car flying fast,
Taylor Swift playing, memories to last.
Hands held tightly, a kiss in the night,
Stars overhead, our hearts feeling light.
That day etched forever, in laughter and fate,
An unforgettable memory, the very first date.
Are you human or you're life
Life expectancy
How the far you in your life
And what is your dependency
Is this system SATAN really
To abolish soul
What is your behavior
Is your game kinda foul
Will we all kinda same
In the system this
Sure we're tired of the war
All of us want peace
But with peace you reproduce
Many many children
Ocean corals life reduced
Due your interference
Soles of you shoes produce
Microparticles
They the threat to ocean induce
Many LAW the articles
So you shall be walking less
AI will do all jobs for you
Yes Economy recess
Valuable are few
Ocean suffers from hypoxy
So that many humans eat
What for system this
True judgement
You're HYPOCRITE
I was studying QURAN but I am not a traditional muslim and I also study TORAH but not christian
I am not a religious person and am a mathematician
and ALLAH and I we love this song
10+Years/Feeding+The+Wolves/Fade+Into+(The+Ocean)
and if CYBE ids correct we want HELP
Day before Thanksgiving
Working
From the frame of my upstairs window
Trees stripped bare
The sky and grass blue and white as a glacier
A big antlered buck
Chases a doe on the gold cobble of my front yard
The furnace
Vent
Materializes in the morning drapes
A bat billows to my window
Clings to the screen
Clicks and screams from his raisin mouth
To this mosquito net
Its wings spread like a charcoal web
Eyes popping for a sip of coffee
A sizzle of bacon
Please
Could you cover up the sun and bring back summer?
I can see in my mind
Its mind
As I sit here
Clinging to my own screen
Screaming
Twiddling my thumbs
Typing an e mail
To the freezing wind.
Set the table, and let the light fall,
cut the bread, cost nothing but time.
Read my face for the story—
for and, or but, yet so—
we keep finding ways to meet.
A few laughs shared,
a lot of pauses filled,
twenty of those small gestures
put us back in step.
So often, many times,
and always once more,
my hand set beside yours,
the rhythm unchanging,
the word read aloud together.
Not grand, not distant—
just the steady cost of care,
the hearth of language,
the warmth of being here.
.
On this day of Thanksgiving,
A time of year most favorable
For a heartfelt reminiscing
Of those things for which I’m most grateful.
For the Father’s perfect love,
And the Son, Eternal Logos;
For the Holy Spirit from above,
And Our Lady Theotokos;
For the Church who does restore us,
And the Scriptures she maintains;
For the saints who came before us,
And the martyrs who were slain.
For my husband’s heart of gold,
And my family who’s always there;
For my silly cat, so hot-and-cold,
And my car that takes me anywhere;
For my home, a refuge from the storm,
And my job that lets me eat;
For the clothes that keep me warm,
And the shoes that shield my feet.
For the day which gives us sun,
And the quiet dominion of night;
For the summer’s carefree fun,
And the winter’s tranquil might;
For the light that corrects and guides,
And the dark that lets it shine;
For the joy we cannot hide,
And the pain that shapes and refines.
For the triumphs that make my heart sing,
And the trials that keep me grounded;
I am grateful for everything,
For by blessings I am surrounded.
Thanksgiving Day, I’m especially thankful for these three
Apple Pie, Mom, and my Country
As for the delicious stuffing, sweet potatoes, cranberry jelly, green beans
brown rice, potato salad, vegetable salad, guacamole, turkey, venison …
… and ALL THE REST ~ too numerous to mention
~ Happy . Thanksgiving . Everyone ! ~
~ and you too, Pangie, up there in Heaven ! ~
[Can I cry now? I miss Pangie something terrible. ~ gw]
STILL BLESSED
"Happy Thanksgiving 2025"
?The air is crisp, the table set and bright,
A beautiful day, as God brings out the Light
I'd like to say "Happy Thanksgiving" to all with a grateful sound
Even though there are 2 empty seats sitting here on the ground,
Although it leaves a painful feeling deep down inside,
From missing my 2 youngest who wont be by my side.
For my once little children..oops sorry... children now grown,
have decided to venture out and do their "Thang" on their own.
Hopefully its just for now, I have no choice but to bend,
Besides I am still around loving grace from my family and friends.
?I have a roof, warm food, and health that God sees me through,
My spirit finds a bounty, both fresh and new.
So I count my blessings, and decided in letting worry rest,
Cause I know that even here, I can't deny the fact that I am Truly Blessed!
The Puritans were persecuted for expressing their belief
These Dissenters in the New World worshiped, such divinely blessed relief
For the largesse of Native Peoples, on pheasant, squash, corn and beans they dined
As we fondly recall the first Thanksgiving, warmth and generosity come to mind
Yet these Pilgrims allowed no religious dissent
voice disagreement and poof! off you went
They erected their churches with iconic white steeples
As they turned on their new friends as savage peoples
But I shall file this unsavory history away
And thank my lucky stars for this most pleasant day
I am also thankful for kind folks I’ve known, both passed and living
As I wish all of you a genuinely happy Thanksgiving
I'm thankful for our Heavenly Father on this Turkey Day~ I am thankful and therefore I pray—Poet
O Gracious God,
thank You for breath of life
for the beauty of creation
strength to see a new day without strife
with Your direction, and our appreciation
I am grateful beyond words
from my heart and soul
a journey once-over blurred
today we fill our bowl
with Your presence that guides us
the Rock of our salvation
mercy, hope and love so gracious
let Your wisdom crown upon
and Your peace rest on those who suffer
orphans and widows in their affliction
provide them with armor of peace and buffer
let it not be part of God’s plan to refine faith
and reveal His purpose and may not He send
man’s mistakes more traces of wraith
may our lives continually reflect on end
Thanksgiving
Amen
I Am Anaya
Thanksgiving Day
11/27/25
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The squirrels gathered 'neath November’s gold glow,
with tails curled proud sitting in a row.
They piled acorns high—no plate left bare,
a feast in the oaks, with none to spare.
The eldest stood, whiskers twitching sage,
(His napkin a leaf from a bygone age):
"To the humans," he chirped, "though flawed, they try~
their cornucopias tempt us… but we prefer pecan pie."
A chorus of chitters! A toast with dew,
as they cracked hickory nuts and passed the acorn stew.
No turkey for them—just stolen seeds,
and gratitude for the backyard greed.
For what is Thanksgiving, but harvest delights
and fences scaled on frostbit nights?
They dined, they danced, till the moon hung low…
then raided some trash cans. As squirrels often do.
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autumn's golden hush~
crimson leaves cling to wet bark,
whispering their thanks.
the table bends with bounty;
yet, the fullest thing is grace.
May your hearts be full of thankfulness
May your bellies be filled as well and blessed
May you be happy wherever you may be
May you have love, hope and peace
Blessed Assurance
What a Friend
Thankful Vibes
Soulful admiration
Gratitude in Heavenly Honor
Dinner table prayers everywhere
Honored wake up among
Heart to Heart conversations
Family and Friends wholesome
Thanksgiving is beyond once a year
It is daily with a praying preserver
Enable open hearts at all dinner tables
As food are placed down
Give Thanks
Pray for those that are less fortunate everywhere, and that they get food as well
The greatest gift is one’s heart for others
Let family and friends smiles and laughter intertwine
Keep the Almighty in mine
Enjoy the Thanksgiving feast
Keep appreciation throughout at least
As you sit down to eat
Remember who made it possible being a treat
Gobble Gobble and Turkey time
Lift up every glass of whatever, click and clack in the blessing of togetherness.
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