Happy Thanksgiving

[Guest guest]

It is truly WONDERFUL seeing your name in here. Thank you for the

holiday wishes. I am so glad you will be spending Thanksgiving with

your mom and dad. I had asked your mom to tell you hi before, and am

just thrilled that I am able to do that myself now. I hope life is

treating you kind!! Best wishes for a Thanksgiving full of family and

love. Blessings to you !! Hugs and prayers are being sent your

way.

Sandie

Des Moines, IA

[Guest guest]

OOOOPPPSSSS, guess my fingers got ahead of my mind...was wishing you a

Thanksgiving with your mom and dad...when I really meant to type

Christmas. Well, what the heck. I am just so excited that you will be

spending holidays with them. This has warmed my heart. And seeing your

name in here has made me smile.

Thank you!!

[Guest guest]

Here is one for us oldies...I'd forgotten a few of the verses......

A Boy's Thanksgiving

Lydia Child

Over the river, and through the wood,

to Grandfather's house we go;

the horse knows the way to carry the sleigh

through the white and drifted snow.

Over the river, and through the wood,

to Grandfather's house away!

We would not stop for doll or top,

for 'tis Thanksgiving Day.

Over the river, and through the wood-

oh, how the wind does blow!

It stings the toes and bites the nose,

as over the ground we go.

Over the river, and through the wood.

with a clear blue winter sky,

The dogs do bark and the children hark,

as we go jingling by.

Over the river, and through the wood,

to have a first-rate play.

Hear the bells ring, " Ting a ling ding! "

Hurray for Thanksgiving Day!

Over the river, and through the wood-

no matter for winds that blow;

Or if we get the sleigh upset

into a bank of snow.

Over the river, and through the wood,

to see little and Ann;

We will kiss them all, and play snowball

and stay as long as we can.

Over the river, and through the wood,

trot fast my dapple gray!

Spring over the ground like a hunting-hound!

For 'tis Thanksgiving Day.

Over the river, and through the wood

and straight through the barnyard gate.

We seem to go extremely slow-

it is so hard to wait!

Over the river, and through the wood-

Old Jowler hears our bells;

He shakes his paw with a loud bow-wow,

and thus the news he tells.

Over the river, and through the wood-

when Grandmother sees us come,

She will say, " O, dear, the children are here,

bring pie for everyone. "

Over the river, and through the wood-

now Grandmothers cap I spy!

Hurrah for the fun! Is the pudding done?

Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!

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This song originally appeared as a poem written by Lydia Child. The

poem appeared in Flowers for Children, Vol. 2 in 1844.

[Guest guest]

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>This song originally appeared as a poem written by Lydia Child. The

>poem appeared in Flowers for Children, Vol. 2 in 1844.

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Jim,

And it brought back memories of our high school choir's traditional

Thanksgiving concert. We always opened with this song, the " shorter "

version. Thanks for the memories.

Jerry