'Twas the day before Thanksgiving and all through the house,
Not a creature was stressing, not even a mouse.
The husband was outside gardening with care,
In hopes that the guests would soon be there.
The children were at the neighbors
Making turkey hats and playing.
I was in the kitchen cleaning with a mop,
When suddenly I heard a loud pop.
I looked up as I heard such a clatter
And ran frantically around as I realized what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
As I watched the separating of window glass.
A little pebble rock ...
Had hit our sliding glass door so lively and quick.
The damage it caused was more than a nick.
More rapid than eagles, the cracks began to spread.
I whistled and shouted til my husband raised his head.
He put down the lawn mower and came closer to see.
As I pointed, we both watched in horror, not glee.
We spoke not a word, and went to work without a whine.
We had to work fast, there was a turkey to brine!
Suddenly it was time to get the kids
And feed them dinner and then off to bed.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving,
And we all have a big day ahead.
I shall return to my cleaning,
now that the house is calm and the glass is out of sight.
But first I must exclaim,
"Happy Thanksgiving to all, and to all a good night!"
