Nostalgia's Gaze
Of all the holidays we’ve missed,
And yes, there would quite a list,
The one that will affect me most
Is one where I’ve been guest and host.
Thanksgiving Day, which takes the prize
For straining all those family ties,
Still, somehow, in nostalgia’s gaze,
Appears to be the best of days:
The relatives all gathered round,
The turkey, crisp and golden-browned,
The football game, the big parade,
Desserts of every type arrayed.
But not this year, for Covid rules
And huge productions are for fools
So we will pine and maybe grieve
For memories that may deceive.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2020
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