Fireworks Thunderstorms The vacuum cleaner The neighbor dogs The neighbor cats The wind Squirrels Hummingbirds Sneezes Coughs Empty paper towel tubes Plastic bags And sometimes even me....
One cold November morning I invited a turkey To my Thanksgiving dinner He took a seat by the fire And guzzled down some cider Doesn't he know he's the main course? How does the turkey feel now?
(Note: I was preparing a Veterans Day poem to post tomorrow, and I remembered the oath I took when I enlisted in the Army Reserves. I compared the unselfishness of veterans with the selfishness of my cat. I hope no one is offended.)
November thanks the Veterans for their service. November thanks writers for their books. November thanks adoptive parents and their children. November thanks those that recycle. November thanks farmers for the cranberries. November thanks all families for their love.