A Thanksgiving Memory
A warm fuzzy thought
in a golden globe of yesterday
shrimp cocktail
white wine
roast turkey with stuffing
green beans amandine
glazed carrots
creamy mashed potatoes
gravy
rolls
pecan pie
mile high strawberry pie
coffee
Her menu written out
on a small square from a
white rectangular notepad
In a thoughtful script
Black pen strokes
All caps
She carried out the order
with brutal precision
And by mealtime seated at the
Head of the Table to my left
All eyes turned inward
She plucked the praise from our mouths
before we had time to savor the flavor of her
labor
And it was good
So very good
Afterwards she crept into the
Smallest recesses of her Soul
hoping no one would scold her
for being so good
so very good
Thank you for all the wonderful meals,
Mama.
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