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 across the blue, And found a new land to be free And built their homes quite near the sea. Every child knows well the tale Of how they bravely turned the sail, And journeyed many a day and night, To worship God as they thought right. 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! |