Thankfulness
Posted: November 26, 2009 at 7:16 pmOver the river and through the woods,
To grandmother’s house we go.
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
Through the white and drifting snow.
Over the river and through the woods,
Oh, how the wind doth blow
It stings the nose and bites the toes
As over the ground we go.
Over the river and through the woods,
To have a first-rate play;
Oh hear the bells ring, “Ting-a-ling, ling”
Hurray for Thanksgiving Day!
Over the river and through the woods,
Trot fast my dapple gray!
Spring over the ground like a hunting hound!
For this is Thanksgiving Day!
Over the river and through the woods,
And straight through the barnyard gate
We seem extremely slow.
It’s oh so hard to wait.
Over the river and through the woods,
It’s Grandmother’s house I spy.
Hurrah for the fun, is the pudding done?
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie.
From the poem “The New England Boy’s Song about Thanksgiving Day” by Lydia Maria Child (1802-1880)
How blessed we are to be a family and to have each other.
Happy Thanksgiving Day to all!