T'was Thanksgiving night, family 'laxed on the couch;
every belly was full, in a turkey-stuffed slouch.
The fire was roaring, the TV turned on;
each person was snoring, or fighting a yawn.
A day of adventure with food, fun and pies
had left us exhausted with strained, heavy eyes.
The dishes were piled on the counter in stacks,
all waiting their turn for the dishwasher racks.
The floors were each swept, or were vacuumed in turn,
once compete, to the couch, we all chose to return.
This day of excitement now ending in bliss
had prepped-up this evening for nothing but this.
So, with our feet raised-up, on stool or chair
we stared at the TV as if watching the air.
Then one-by-one something clicked on in our heads
and we stood up, smiled, and whisked of to our beds.
I climbed under the covers and rolled to my side
and breathed out a prayer for the place I abide.
Happy thanksgiving to all those who I love.
Many thanks for you all; thanks to God up above!
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