Song of thanks

I don't write poems anymore. I feel like everything that can be said has already been said in 30 different creative ways, and if I tried to add my voice, it would only increase the noise.

I don't like noise.

That said, my mother thinks that's very sad. She urges me to continue to write poems, and I usually just brush her off. This time, however, she specificially asked me I write her a thanksgiving friend to send out to all our elderly friends. That I was willing to do: it didn't have to attempt to be artsy and original, just a cute and simple greeting-card style rhyme.

I threw this out in a couple of minutes.

And in honor of Thanksgiving and my mother, here it is:

thanksgiving is an action,

it shouldn't be a noun,

it shouldn't be a day a year

it should be frequent found

a holiday for thanking,

a virtuous idea indeed,

but wouldn't it be better?

if assigned we didn't need?

for just one day special,

to give all of your thanks,

leaves 364 days lacking,

which obviously stanks

if i could have my way,

i think it would be right

thanksgiving would be always-

every day and every night