Mr. Turkey

Mr. Turkey, I hate to do this to you - so accept my apology But come this Thanksgiving I must feed my family. Mr. Turkey, my wife did not mean to carve you up the way she did but those tiny slices were for our youngest - he's only a kid! Mr. Turkey, I should not say this, but your meat was so tender and juicy I enjoyed your "thigh" the most while watching "I Love Lucy." Mr. Turkey at least you had company with all that "stuffing." I thanked my wife for you but she chuckled and said "Oh it was nothing." Mr. Turkey, I promise we will forever remember, Because we have pictures we took on that day in November! Note: Written for Donna Goldens contest "Turkey Tribute".... Have a blessed Thanksgiving Poetry Soup - Marty, my best friend, Charma still waiting to hear from you, Carol Brown with your warm words, Doris with your nice criticism, Sara, Donna, Audrey (Ladybug12) whose words are also warm, Carrie Richards, Trudy and for all those specially who respond to my work - why those people? Because you accept me (as me) An "inmate." And to those who prejudge - well God Bless LOL... You guys remember a letter through the mail would brighten my days more! Happy Thanksgiving!! Jimmy