THANKSGIVING MEMORIESA Story by Barbara LynneHow lovely it would be To see them run around But everywhere I look There's no one to be found
The sound of children laughing Once filled this love filled house Now it's empty and so lonely And as quiet as a mouse!
I remember all the fun we had As we prepared for the holidays Everyone thought we were silly For our not so “normal” ways
We'd make a pie from scratch With whatever we could find Pumpkin, squash and apples And spices of every kind
The smell of roasting turkey Made hungry tummy's roar The gravy and potatoes We always wanted more
The children loved to decorate With crafts they made by hand The tiny pilgrim figures We could never get to stand
We'd spend hours at the table Sharing stories as we ate The stories lasted longer Than the food on each one's plate
And when the night came to it's end And the children were tucked in bed I'd get down on my knees And humbly bow my head
Those days I'll always cherish And the way things used to be Now we live in “different” places But we'll always be family!
© 2011 Barbara Lynne |
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Added on November 18, 2011 Last Updated on November 18, 2011 AuthorBarbara LynneMilford, CTAboutI have been writing poems and songs since I was a young girl. Sometimes it is easier to say how you feel and what you dream in a poem or song than it is face to face. I appreciate all comments and t.. more..Writing
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