Ross Lakes - Holy Days

Nutmeg and Sage inspire, and I
See no good reason not to
Bake ‘n eat.

Roast, roast, roast, and...
and...
and...
Turkey! Pie! That Jello... thing.
It’s time to give thanks to...

TV blaring, blazing,
Pass the pass, half-time trumpets,
Pass again! Run! Score! Win!
Back to the hotel, team, ‘n score again!
Drop your pompoms, girls and
God bless ‘em every one!
And it’s time to give thanks to...

Why not? Let’s eat again.
And eat,
And eat,
And...

Leftovers. Uncles on sofas. Grandfather’s snores.
Every cushion reserved, claimed, conquered, covered.
Leftover plates find a spot on the floor.

Blitz Day!
Buy! Buy! Shove! Buy!
Out of stock? Rain check? No!
Cabbage Patches, Elmos, Newest Nintendos,
Fistfights at Costcos.
Baskets filled with
Unusables. Fodder for garage sales.

Someday seventy! Their turn!
Thank God!

Ross Lakes

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