Happy Thanksgiving

Well, I hope everyone is getting ready for a hopefully pleasant day with friends and family.  I hope everyone is anticipating the feast at hand, some Turkey, of course, sweet potato pie, with marshmallows for sure, some type of vegetable, corn bread or biscuits perhaps, some dressing and all though I can not for it, I know most enjoy their cranberry sauce so I'll included it too.

Anyhow, just whipped this piece up, kind of all over the place, but think I tied it together nicely midway through.  Anyways, enjoy and Happy Thanksgiving.

And for those who do not celebrate this holiday, celebrate life in your own way, as one should each and every day, where giving thanks should, of course, accompany.

A BIT OF A DIFFERENT KIND OF THANKSGIVING PRAYER

We hurt the ones we love,

Yet love the ones we hurt

Primal beast within

Suppressed desires clawing out

A variety of intention unearthed

We dream of life

Yet live in dream

We hold high the standards of the day

Yet the days are standards in themselves

We speak with tongues,

When one language would do

Higher the spirit resists its flight

The mightier the pen grows in its might

Holding back, tension mounts

And from here, plots amass in count

Rigid bylines aptly grieve

Over directions too hard to read

Soft in sections, not in all

Yet biology in and of itself,

Has sectioned each of us extremely well,

Back and forth the flag does flow

Under cloudy cover its stars do blow

Flapping frenetic in the wind

Caring little for the air that’s thin

Shining proud all it bears

Caring only for the colors that it wears

Thanksgiving—for so many things

Home, Family, Country, God

Though reign supreme, on this day of giving thanks

As we bow our heads this very day,

Before a table built by man,

And all his many ancestors,

That labored in condition and sacrifice

To make possible,

All the every fruit we share tonight

Thanksgiving,

For all that is, for all that was

For all the futures distant/near,

We pay homage and give thanks

For the gift of living out each day

And relishing in the every incongruity it brings

Those that makes us who we are

Those that show us who we were

Those that show us who we can be

Happy Thanksgiving