A joyous spread of dolls and toys
blockades the living room floor.
The dining table in mellow light
is sheltered by tall curtains.

Two little sisters Chloe and Claire
sit at each end of the table.
Margaret and Tom sit at
the centre and occasionally eat,
in between feeding their offspring.

The middle aged couple quietly chat,
smiling at childish rejoicing.
It’s sausages and chips for tea tonight,
tomato sauce paints little faces.

So long they had craved
partners and family
love and companionship
friendship and home.

After dead end starts
they have found each other
and brought forth children
into a home with –

a kitchen with a pantry cornucopia
a living room scattered with jumbled toys
a playroom carpeted with sharp blocks
a doll’s stroller full of black and white cat
two beds crowded with teddy bears,

and days crowned  with children’s tea time.

Previously posted February 2016


4 thoughts on “Thanksgiving

  1. Just lovely! How well I remember those times. How quickly they passed. Recently I made a photo-book for my daughter’s 50th birthday. It was an emotional trip down memory lane but it reminded me of how blessed we were. Thanks for evoking the memories.

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