Here is another poem wrote by Ah Lo about the special holiday.
The fragrant smell of the sizzling meat,
the aroma wafting into rooms crowded with people,
gathered to celebrate the famous holiday,
Joyful and cheerful, the conversations buzz on,
until the glorious turkey pops out the oven with steam rising,
silence is presence in an instant,
then delight and glee overwhelm the crowd,
as they settle down to have one of the greatest feasts,
on a grand day with fine relatives,
and that day is none other than,
Thanksgiving, the day we are all thankful for one another.