Happy Thanksgiving

By Meadowhawk

Come
sit at my table
I have made enough
for all

"But my eyes are slanted"
said the girl
"Like sweet, ripe almonds"
said I
She smiled and took a seat

"But my skin is black"
said the young man
"Like smooth, dark chocolate"
said I
He smiled and took a seat

"I am old and bent"
said the gray haired woman
"You are a font of wisdom and virtue"
said I
She smiled and took a seat

"I am but a child"
said the little girl
"And there is not
a more precious gift
that we could be given"
She smiled and took a seat

"Sit, my Friends
and eat"
"For you are all beautiful"
"Because God made you"
"And God...
DOESN"T...
MAKE...
JUNK!:

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Published on Thursday, November 23, 2017. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

A very happy Thanksgiving to all my Dark Poetry Freinds!

Comments on "Happy Thanksgiving"

On Tuesday, November 28, 2017, lupus tenebrae (860) wrote:

Too often we forget the foundation of the holiday, lost to the fast paced grey of commercialism, it's a time to break bread with one another, to slow down and enjoy the human experience, to reflect on what brought us here and be thankful we've come this far. A wholesome message from a humble poet, always a meaningful read.
On Thursday, November 23, 2017, Cassette (1087) wrote:

this is a nice reminder that we're all human first.
On Thursday, November 23, 2017, Just Dave (448) wrote:

BEAUTIFUL POEM. I like the style. So sweet. Thanks for sharing this. JD