Thanks for the wind that reshapes the land
Thanks for the education at hand
Thanks for the food, dear turkey's life
Thanks for the limited day's strife
Thanks for the cider fresh pressed this year
Thanks for the wood the fire did sear
Thanks for family and friends
Thanks for the chance to try again
Thanks for the water clear and cool
Thanks for the yarn upon the spool
Thanks for the mushrooms that sprout in this time
Thanks for the words and the rhyme.
Autumn winds blow stiff and strong
Moisture in air of rain and cloud
Woven into autumn's song
Buttery scent of leaves' decay
Bright their deaths for winter's come
Stark the branches bare they rattle
Bright the light let down for some
Hear the wild turkeys tattle
Stalk them through the dank, dark woods
Strike them down so we may feast
Give thanks to them for life and breath
Beware your fellow hungry beast.
Clear across the alpine meadows
Down through forests green with life
'Tween the sun and and sylvan shadows
Bringing change and bringing strife
Winds will blow to herald winter,
Our autumn feast we shall prepare
Be ware lest storms catch you stalking
Fungi of earth or turkey of air,
Fetch forth the cranberries of the bog
Stir them stiff and stir them soft
With sugar and water heated smooth
So all our spirits will stay aloft,
Stuff the turkey with your harvest
Save the berries on the side
Gather in gratitude with friends and family
In the warmth of a dwelling where you may bide.
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