Who do I thank?
God of fate of destiny
Reservoir of family friends loved
Homeless acquaintances
Aching intimacy squelched
Tryptophan is waiting in the wings
Endorphins are longing to
Glutton or gluten free
Matching ghosts haunt the table
Rutabagas turn to rhubarb
Marshmallow yams melt
Hot crossed buns maneuver onion peas
Turkey veins expose dried blood
Cranberry tarts
Gratitude floats in clouded tents
Counting the heritage number
Soaking up strips of fear
Alone together
Beautiful, moving poem!
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