Somehow I missed out on Shel Silverstein earlier in my life. I just discovered his work in the past few months! I found this poem in "Where the Sidewalk Ends", thought I'd save it for one of the occasions mentioned in the poem but it is appropriate at any time, so enjoy ...... oh, I've found his poems are best read out loud!
Point of View
Thanksgiving dinner's sad and thankless
Christmas dinner's dark and blue
When you stop and try to see it
From the turkey's point of view.
Sunday dinner isn't sunny
Easter feasts are just bad luck
When you see it from the viewpoint
Of a chicken or a duck.
Oh how I once loved tuna salad
Pork and lobsters, lamb chops too
Till I stopped and looked at dinner
From the dinner's point of view.