Thanksgiving 2006

each year the table changes,

another soul goes missing;

yet we give thanks

gathering together to celebrate,

praying, eating and rejoicing

and we give thanks

beaches recede, ice caps melt,

innocent peoples die in vain;

yet we give thanks

a family reborn, reformulated,

new roles, new parts to play

and we give thanks

rain beats against the windows,

autumn chill attacks the room;

yet we give thanks

a turkey aroma floats overhead,

hours to prepare this meal

and we give thanks

where have our lovers gone

we question, oh so silently;

yet we give thanks

but we are complete here now

and for this instant happy

and we give thanks

bloginfo: I was handed this poem today to read as Grace for our Thanksgiving meal. I had forgotten I had written it.