Thanksgiving Ode, November 15th, 1888.

        September came and with it frost
        The season's pasture it seemed lost,
        And the wondrous yield of corn
        Of its green beauty it was shorn.

        Frost it came like early robber,
        But gentle rains came in October,
        Which were absorbed by grateful soil;
        With green once more the pastures smile.

        And cows again are happy seen
        Enjoying of the pastures green,
        And flow of milk again they yield
        From the sweet feed of grassy field.

        And we have now a fine November,
        Warmer far than in September;
        The apple, which is queen of fruits,
        Was a good crop and so is roots.

        The rains they did replenish springs,
        And it gratitude to each heart brings,
        When we reflect on bounteous season,
        For grateful feelings all have reason.

James McIntyre

James McIntyre was a Canadian poet, most notable for his poetry concerning cheese, cheese-making, dairying, and dairy products. Often referred to as 'The Cheese Poet,' McIntyre's work is celebrated for its earnestness and unintentional humor, making him both a beloved and an infamous figure in literary circles. He emigrated from Scotland to Canada in 1851 and settled in Ingersoll, Ontario, where he became a successful businessman and community leader.

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