Alan Winters Poet Free verse

Through Smoke and Laughter, Thanksgiving Holds

Through Smoke and Laughter, Thanksgiving Holds
By Alan J Winters 
The oven groans, the timer fails,  
the turkey smolders, smoke prevails.  
Children cough, the dog runs wild,  
chaos reigns, yet spirits smile.  
The table wobbles, a leg gives way,  
gravy spills in a tidal spray.  
Uncle trips on the welcome mat,  
still insists, “It’s perfect imagine that!”  
Through burned pies and forgotten rolls,  
we stitch together fractured wholes.  
Candles flicker, power dies,  
yet stories rise where silence lies.  
Grandma hums an old refrain,  
her voice a lantern through the rain.  
We pass the plates, we share the bread,  
tradition lives in what is said.  
For every mishap, every fall,  
the feast is not the food at all.  
It’s hands that reach, it’s hearts that mend,  
it’s gathering close when troubles bend.  
So let the turkey char and crack,  
we’ll laugh, we’ll love, we’ll circle back.  
Through smoke and laughter, tears and song,  
Thanksgiving keeps us holds us strong.

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