My Thanksgiving
here I sit words around
thoughts of loved ones I'm putting down
a time past of a place a simple sound
laughs, smiles, and faces holiday abound,
here I sit with memories of you
how early today brought you things to do
the smell of pies yams and turkey too
how anticipation of the day grew,
here I sit smiling and remembering when
how family would gather with loved ones and friends
how around your cooking hard fillings would mend
the day went by so fast we hoped it wouldn't end,
here I sit and I wouldn't want it any other way
thoughts of you...how you looked...what you would say
it's the memories that comfort me and makes it OK
here's to thinking of you mom on this thanksgiving day.
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