|If I had been
a Pilgrim child
Among the fields and forests
Where deer and turkey used to roam,
A cabin would have been my home
fireplace and earthen floor
hanging at the door.
I would have gathered
For candles fragrantly alight,
And dug for clams and picked the corn
And laid the table smooth and worn.
hunted nuts hard-shelled and good
in any way I could,
With time to laugh and
play and run
When Indian children came for
And on the first Thanksgiving Day
would have met with friends to pray
thank the Lord for all his care
us together there.