AUTHOR’S NOTE: I posted this a few years ago, and wrote it about twenty years ago for Thanksgiving. Enjoy!
Oh Stately Bird
by Jeff Baker
Oh stately bird
Who is there that does not love you
Our family gathered together, you the centerpiece of the table altar
Old Ben Franklin, I am told
Wanted you as the symbol of our fledgling nation
Not the Eagle.
If things had gone the other way, I cannot imagine us sitting down
To a meal of tough, sinewy Eagle.
Wild, bred, captured, fighting, wandering, independent, forever free.
In many ways, our national symbol you may well be.