Mr. Tom
Our Beloved Turkey
On Dreamweaver Ranch, where the sunbeams dance,
Lives Mr. Tom, with his grandiose prance.
A turkey of splendor, a black Artisan gold,
With feathers so fine and a heart brave and bold.
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From a chick full of fluff to a monarch of might,
He struts his stuff from morning till night.
His gobbles ring clear through the wide-open air,
Announcing his reign with a confident flair.
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Though harmless he is, he commands with great grace,
A boss in the barnyard, he sets the pace.
His humans adore him; they raised him with care,
Now, he rules the ranch with a pompous air.
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Large and majestic, with eyes full of pride,
He parades through the pastures, his head held high.
His plumage a tapestry of gold and of jet,
A sight to behold, one you’ll never forget.
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In the heart of the ranch, where dreams gently weave,
Mr. Tom stands as a symbol, one you’d believe.
A mascot, a friend, in his regal array,
He brightens each moment and rules the day.
About the Creator
Amanda Alexander
Amanda Alexander is a homesteader whose passions are her ranch and the performing arts. When she's not working on her ranch or as an audio engineer and sound designer, you can find her hanging with her family or writing prose and poetry.
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Comments (1)
What a great poem! I never would have thought writing about a turkey could be splendid!