Tuesday, December 1, 2009  mr. turkey (inspired by ee cummings
poem "little tree")  Mr. Turkey  you are so quiet  you are more
like the blanket  that was folded on my mothers couch  you were
warm and cozy by the fire  but i needed you  and you came  were
you happy before you came?  are you sorry you are here?  you are
here to save me  to save my family  we will share our table with
you  we will hold hands around you and say how thankful  we are
with god. he will hear us and be thankful too.  because of you
we can remember  we are allowed to speak in poems and simple
prayers  my uncle will pray and say things like, “We thank you,
Lord.”  even though he says he does not believe  everyone smiles
at each other  my mom squeezes my hand because we know he does
not believe  but it doesn’t matter because he just said, “We
thank you, Lord.”  now we share the secret of his salvation
because of you.  we thank you, Mr. Turkey.     1. does a
literalist read a poem and wonder what meaning the author is
conveing, or does t