Thank you, taste.

The bright orange skin of the small orb you peel glistens back at you, a fresh scent accosts your nostrils as juices coat your skin; then, the long awaited moment approaches, and you place the beautiful little segment of orange fruity flesh (alliteration) on your tongue. Taste, how grateful I am to have you (personification). You make possible the enjoyment of every meal (hyperbole), most especially the blessed spread of Thanksgiving, that most blessed day of thanks (repetition). You are the angelic hallelujah (alliteration) of this mortal plain, the aurora borealis of the senses (metaphor), God's most precious gift (hyperbole). Whenever we part I anxiously look forward to our reunion; goodbye, until we rejoice again together (personification).