As this year’s Thanksgiving approaches I am remembering those days gone by;
When we all gathered together sharing lives and eating pie.
I always went home to the Cape, to be with the family clan
And after dinner it was the beach and a run in the sand.
We played games, had a hunt, laughed till we dropped
And when the day ended the women cleaned, the men mopped.
The celebration was at “Home”, a place no longer the same.
A house now sitting empty, only the spirits are called by name.
In Canada, next Thursday we will have a normal day;
My husband at work, my children at school and play.
But I will sit by my favorite window with a good cup of tea
And dream of wonderful days – my parents, my siblings
And I am sure a tear or two will drop from my saddened eyes
As I remember all those wonderful family ties.
To all my family and friends throughout the many states
We will be together in spirit this Thanksgiving, true to our fate.
So with much love, I wish to all a day filled with sharing
For we are here but once; to embrace the love and caring.