The Pilgrims came across the sea,
And never thought of you and me;
And yet it’s very strange the way
We think of them Thanksgiving Day.
We tell their story old and true
Of how they sailed the ocean blue,
And found a new land to be free
And built their homes quite near the sea.
The people think that they were sad,
And grave; I’m sure that they were glad-
They made Thanksgiving Day-that’s fun-
We thank the Pilgrims every one!
-Annette Wynnne
Last Updated on Wednesday, 24 November 2010 14:17
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