Thursday, November 23, 2017


As we gather our harvest
Of love and of life
As we lay out the plates
And sharpen our knife

We make memories and smells
That comfort our bones
We offer our arms
Our food and our homes

Our own celebration
To remember what matters
To share all life’s gifts
With hugs and on platters

And once bellies bulge
And eyes seek to rest
We feel the true meaning
Of what makes this day best

Love shared by a family
The ones you’ve selected
Regardless of the sustenance
It’s gratitude perfected

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