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Thanksgiving Eve in the House of Cinnamon

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Thanksgiving Eve in the House of Cinnamon

Thanksgiving fast approaches and the bustling has begun inside a rural cottage home, the House of Cinnamon. With children home for holiday, the voices that you hear are sunny as the curtains hung inside this home of cheer. As words elatedly resound through rooms and down the hall, a glow of kinship grows to warm each nook of every wall. Two little ones on father’s knee now listen to him read while mother in the kitchen mixes dough and starts to knead. The daughters don their aprons, glad to help their mother bake while older sons outside leap into heaps of leaves they rake. And then the kitchen fills with song as mother hums a tune. Her daughters sing the lyrics as the wee one licks a spoon. Now the dough with sugar, nuts and raisins all is rolled and cut into as many pieces as each pan will hold. Inside the oven, butter-drizzled rolls now ooze and swell, and soon the habitat absorbs a most delightful smell. Outside in chill of autumn’s wind the boys having fun can smell sweet scent of cinnamon. Into the house they run! Now day has turned to evening. From a chimney curls grey smoke as round the hearth inside there sit the first-arrived of kinfolk. The children of the house are sleeping, but when they awake, they’ll greet the ones they’re thankful for. Of love will all partake. For in the House of Cinnamon a way of life remains untouched by what the world’s forgot. Here harmony still reigns.

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich

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  1. Date: 12/14/2013 10:24:00 PM
    I love this, it makes me remember so many times when my mom and sisters and I made cookies and cinnamon rolls.

  1. Date: 12/12/2013 7:58:00 PM
    I am drinking in the scent of cinnamon in my vivid imagination....this poem is good enough to eat !!!! Yum.....well done!

  1. Date: 12/12/2013 11:57:00 AM
    What a lovely picture painted! I hope you read it to your family! Congrad's on your win. Light & Love

  1. Date: 12/12/2013 7:19:00 AM
    congrats on a fine win Andrea

  1. Date: 12/12/2013 6:00:00 AM
    Hi Andy lovely write love congratulations xx

  1. Date: 12/12/2013 4:16:00 AM
    a lovely win, Andrea. ..pd

  1. Date: 11/23/2013 8:02:00 PM
    Reminds me of days past when my sister and I sat at the childrens table and then our chrildren took our place and then...our grandchildren. Love is a wonderful thing when famlies and friends gather. loved your poem!

  1. Date: 11/22/2013 8:49:00 PM
    It seems to me this was written through the eyes of a child and how we remember those good old days / times, which always felt so exciting and yet calm and peaceful, a wonderfully warm feeling in this write Petal. Take care, Richard

  1. Date: 11/22/2013 10:40:00 AM
    lol I am with Tom on this one, also. This is a well-crafted, well-expressed and well-executed poem. Stunning work, Andrea :)

  1. Date: 11/21/2013 3:16:00 AM
    Hey, girlfriend, impeccable rhyme and a delightful story of a close-knit family. This is the stuff good poetry is made of. An entertaining read, for sure. Licia :-)

  1. Date: 11/21/2013 1:25:00 AM
    Well Andrea, you touched on my 1st thoughts at the end of this valuable write, though i suppose the world has never been 'right' I believe there were times when humanity has tried to rise above itself; you bring an example of this with a great write here...God bless your thanksgiving soul.. joe..)

  1. Date: 11/20/2013 3:23:00 PM
    Tasty work here! Hanukkah and Thanksgiving fall on the same day this year! Keep 'em coming Peace & Love Matthew Anish

  1. Date: 11/19/2013 6:55:00 PM
    This is full of hoilday warmth and it is has cheerful memories written in every line thank you for sending me backwards in time to a younger me and special times way back when. cheri

  1. Date: 11/19/2013 4:17:00 PM
    Untouched by what the world forgot but im so glad you remembered to take us on a journey through words to the magical house of cinnamon.A very entertsining poem..deserves a favourite.

  1. Date: 11/19/2013 1:33:00 PM
    Gimee that old time Thanksgiving. Ummm, smells so good, sounds so good, Lots of good feelings for all. Love it. Love, daver

  1. Date: 11/19/2013 12:46:00 PM
    did you say cinnamon.. i'm hooked,andie into your bubbly, winsome cottage.. let me in!..:) huggles

  1. Date: 11/19/2013 12:46:00 PM
    looking at a simpler time where we truly can find these moment to hold dear to.. i like it because there is so much to give thanks for....our family for one...

  1. Date: 11/18/2013 7:58:00 PM
    this one flows the images you have penned within this has a rustic or nostalgic feel to sure this one will be on the winner's list if for the holiday contest! hugs :)

  1. Date: 11/18/2013 7:21:00 PM
    Wonderful poem, Andrea! Fabulous imagery, I was totally enchanted :)

  1. Date: 11/18/2013 7:10:00 PM
    sweet and with rememberance.soon we'll all be there.