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Anxiety's Pull

When hosting on Thanksgiving Day, I worry there won’t be enough For it’s the American way, On holidays, to overstuff. If I were alone with my spouse, We’d eat a few bites and be full But when there are guests in our house, I give in to anxiety’s pull. Should I run to buy more at the store Or stop fretting and try to relax? It won’t be many hours before All the company will have made tracks. What’s the worst that can happen, I think – There’ll be talk that we needed more food But perhaps with a bit more to drink We’ll all be in that holiday mood.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 11/28/2019 5:51:00 PM
After appalling my granddaughter by stuffing myself with a liver steak, and contemplating new excuses to evade clean-up contributions, I am again impressed your ability to find a rhyme at any time! Happy Thanksgiving! Aloha! Rico
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Date: 11/28/2019 5:04:00 PM
So true Ilene. Any more its just my wife daughter and I and thats enough for us. Thanks for sharing this. Happy Thanskgiving
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Date: 11/28/2019 1:49:00 PM
A poem? With guests on the way? You really are addicted. Keep it up cause I’m addicted to your poems. But no guests for me and no dinner. (Thanks is for every day)
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