Anonymous
Thanksgiving Sonnet
Karyn Indursky
Shall we eat a feast or be chatter buds?
Maybe, we should balance them on hands
mingling our cultures into suds
of children blowing bubbles; hearts expand.
For no one will the hands of our time stop
making us treasure every moment more
and family recipes get to be swapped
expanding traditions making smiles soar.
So long as the sun continues to shine
appreciation will be your's and mine.
A lovely, homely poem. I
A lovely, homely poem. I quite liked your poem it is a good read.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
thank you
thank you.