Different Can Be Good
The veterans were lined up by the casket,
my family in the front row
not a dry eye except for mine
Perhaps some see it as I didn't care
for lack of tears
yet it would be an act of disrespect
and someone had to represent
My Mama was a bit different
She had to be to send me away the day my Dad died
To try to mourn elsewhere
And so it goes still today, I'm last
to attend the family functions if at all
Like for example when I came in on Thanksgiving
Everyone had eaten, the turkey was stripped
the dishes stacked, and what was left of dinner was on the table
I thought it to be amazing that my own family had forgotten the Native Americans
I politely walked to the table, oh, what is this I said, stuffing, and there's the mashed potaoes! There's the cranberry sauce, and the deviled eggs and pumkin pie...
Looks like were celebrating Pilgrims Day today! As I grabbed the turkey leg, pulling it off
Well, may as well have a festive event! Kind of like a renaisance! taking a big bite
Different can be good at times, but generally not accepted within the family
Copyright © Cindy Lu | Year Posted 2013
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