Thanksgiving...

is a great word.

It's also a uniquely American Holiday.
 

I was so touched by my friend Sharon, of My French Country Home, who penned this sweet poem, she calls, 

My ode to thanksgiving, or a holiday I can't join in with!

I wish we had a turkey day

to bring some festive cheer

I wish we had good reason

to bring our loved ones near

I wish we could shut out the cold

and warm our house right up

with friends, with kin, with family

invited in to sup

I want to dress my table

I want to light warm fires

I want to fill the house 

with smells of roast meats, sweets and wines

I want to have soft music

I want to offer thanks

for our rich and happy living

with oh!  such trivial wants

But traditions aren't invented

they come down through the times

they're in our blood. they can't be bought

like some expensive wine,

so I'm glad for friends so happy

to celebrate Thanksgiving,

and I'll wait my turn till Christmas

to light my Yuletide pudding!

I'm thankful for so many things... and as Sharon has reminded me, of the many new friends I have made not just from America but from all over the world!

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!