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There is something comforting
about Thanksgiving,
a brown and gold day.
The potatoes are mashed and reassuring.
The bird is brown and smells of onion and sage.
Wild cranberries glitter like rubies
in the crystal dish…
The homemade bread sits plumply
on the wooden board.
Creamed onions swim in buttered sauce.
Pumpkin and apple pies ooze in their crusts.
We sit by the fire with friends and family,
and toast the season…
the cooks…
each other.
We raise a glass to
family and friends in far off places.
We’re glad to be together.
Glad to be…
Glad…
There is something comforting
about Thanksgiving,
a brown and gold day.
© by Kay Winters.
Used with the author's permission.
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Kay Winters, before changing jobs to follow her dream and write for children, was a classroom teacher, reading specialist, and college instructor. She also worked as a language arts consultant for the American International Schools in Egypt, Nepal, India, Jordan, Greece, Israel, and Italy. Today, Kay specializes in writing picture books and chapter books for children aged 3 to 12. She has appeared on CSpan, Book TV, and PBS and her books have won numerous awards. Kay lives in Doylestown, Pennsylvania; learn more about her at www.kaywinters.com.
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barbsteff:
Lovely. Captures the gist of the day.
Posted 11/23/2018 12:33 AM
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cork:
Brown and gold are the University of Wyoming colors. Thank you.
Posted 11/22/2018 09:41 AM
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KevinArnold:
An authentic Thanksgiving poem. Here's to being sentimental about being sentimental:
"We're glad to be together./
We're glad to be . . . /
Glad . . ./. "
Brava.
Posted 11/22/2018 06:47 AM
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