Decoy’s Poetry

Thanksgiving meal has come to close,
from the turkey to the pies.
One meal a year we have with those,
we might not see otherwise.

Some came by plane or train and car,
sharing time of giving thanks.
Family came from near and far,
in a kind of joining ranks.

Both family and friends came by,
to cook and visit and eat.
With kids who asked the elders why,
who made the group complete.

We thanked the Lord who gives all,
for the food and friends and fun.
We watched the games of football,
played in rain and snow and sun.

We spoke of those from yesteryear,
we shared our dreams and wishes.
We ate too much as time grew near,
to wash all of the dishes.

All have traveled once more to where,
they are staying for the night.
Some went home, some a room upstairs,
as I sit here by my light.

I think of all that happened here,
as it echoes through my mind.
Praise God for all that I hold dear,
and the joys in it I find.

I sleep not yet, you may have guessed,
as I sit here late at night.
For I, in trials, have still been blessed,
with this poem I had to write.

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