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
Thursday, November 23, 2017
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