Thanksgiving Poem

I was inspired by Marcia’s Blog to write a little poetic post for today!

Irving Avenue Thanksgiving

This year our celebration’s low key

We’re not travling on this day

potatos, stuffing, beans and turkey

(I can get more knit that way!)

Most food’s been cooked the night before

Except the bird and dressing

The turkey went in around 4:00

(Pop up timers are a blessing.)

It’s just DH, two kids and me

(We’ll visit friends tonight for pie)

Two cats, a dog – small family.

Plus nine relieved guppies much too small to fry.

I cook, Hubbie cleans –

A match made in heaven.

Hannah helps, Max plays,

(She’s a good cook for seven)

“I can help with the food!

– after the parade..”

Cuddled in bed with dad

the girl has it made!

The bird smells divine,

Covered in cheesecloth,

Basted in butter and wine

What magnificent broth!

One cat stole the gizzard

Frying up in the pan

Oh, well – it’s Thanksgiving

Butkis gets what he can!

Gigi the kitten’s

Watching “Kitty TV”

Birds flock to the seed bell

Hung outside on a tree.

Atticus, our large poodle

Grabs what he’s able

Hoping our food’ll

Drop free from the table.

Later we’ll watch TV

The Westminster Dog Show

Atticus dreams

Of the day that he’ll go!

I dare anyone to set THAT to music!