So many families separated
by distance, emotional rancor,
political divides, generational gaps.
I remember large gatherings,
cousins, aunts and uncles,
babies bounced on hips.
Mor Mor’s rum pudding,
homemade pies and breads,
Aunt Pat’s meringue kisses.
And grandparents, our elders,
immigrants from Sweden,
sitting tall, beloved by all.
I remember circles of love
snaking through two rooms,
hands held, singing table grace.
Treasured memories all,
this Thanksgiving morn.
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Grateful for every day. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
lillian the home poet 
I have similar memories. Thank you and Happy Thanksgiving.
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I’ve always loved Thanksgiving as it brings families together, reflecting on their thankfulness….rather than focusing on opening presents. Never bought into the pilgrims having a peaceful meal with the Indians….know that what came next was killing Indians for their land. Rather focus on today’s families and blessings we have…we cannot undo the past. We can admit it. And we can vow “never again” and we can live and love. 🙂
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