 ~In Memory Of My Mother Sept.10,1937-July 5,2001~ Many fond memories I recall from yesterdays November Of Thanksgiving days past that warm my heart, as I remember Mom getting up before the first blush of dawn Arising before everyone to put the turkey on All the tantalizing aromas, that drifted down the hall, to my bed The wonderful essence of turkey roasting- and fresh baked rolls and bread I would follow the scents to the kitchen, where mom greeted me with a smile "Go watch the Macy's Parade," she said, "It will be awhile" Though it was warm and cozy inside our home, a brisk wind blew outside But she beamed with much happiness, anticipating when our guests would arrive From morning to the afternoon, she prepared the food and set a place And when my brother's arrived, a smile would appear on her face And through the door they would hurry Dusting their cloaks covered in flurries Gathering around the stove- they would warm up their hands And behind them sat a table, spectacular and grand A bountiful spread of turkey, gravy, mash potatoes, and green beans Some rolls, dressing, cranberry sauce, and for dessert pumpkin pie with whip cream Dad would carve the turkey, while mom would stand and wait For all of us to settle in, then she would fix her plate Laughter filled the table, at times it could get loud And mom glowed from the compliments she was very proud That her efforts were appreciated because she gave her best Now she could sit back and relish -in another Thanksgiving success After dinner we would relax and enjoy what was left of the eve' While mom packed up the left overs for my brothers before they would leave And too soon it was time for them to be on their way and bid us goodnight We would stand by the door making plans for Christmas, in the pantry light Those are the times I cherish most, no monies or gold could measure To those old fashioned Thanksgivings that still live in my heart, that count as my treasure. (c)copyright 2006 all rights reserved. Thanksgiving Poems The Poetic Seasons Of My Soul |