November 27, 2011
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Compressed Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving Chaos
“Billy, Susie, Carolyn, you all come in from the cold.”
As six stomping feet shake leaves and dirt from boots.
And see what they have been smelling through closed windows.
Creating chaos regardless of the drill-sergeant’s commands.
At the table, sounds of glasses clinking and forks chunking
And 10 simultaneous conversations from five different people
Creates more chaos than that experienced during preparations.
But at least everyone is laughing – at least on the outside.
After the pies, and the dishes and the football games
The three leave to their schools or their jobs and friends.
And what seemed like children when entering, are now adults.
How did they grow up so fast that now we’re alone in our own chaos?
Curiousdwk
Comments (23)
“And what seemed like children when entering, are now adults.” Isn’t it true, that we become like children at times when surrounded by those we love, and then we go back out into the world, where we once again don the role of adults? If we could only carry our childlike selves into the ordinary.
sorta like coming full circle …
This is an amazing poem! It touches my heart! I understand and feel it!
Where does the time go? I feel like I ‘simply turned around’ and I am where I am now…but I am so proud of how they’ve grown and what they are doing with their lives.
That photo is so precious and a perfect pairing for your poem!
HUGS!
@AdamsWomanFell - I’m glad you liked it. I don’t think it’s too bad for a childless old fart.
@windupherskirt - Thanks. I’m glad you liked this.
@songoftheheart - Thanks for the comment. I think a lot of times when we gather for family get togethers, there is the risk of playing the roles of years ago perhaps even more than our current lives.
It has been a very long time since there was a family Thanksgiving. We are spread out all over the place, so it’s next to impossible to pull such an event together. Still, it brought back memories of times passed, which are always appreciated. Loved the pic at the beginning. It brought a smile. A wonderful post.
thanks that was really nice. and serves to remind us that time is precious and fast.. is it me or is that statue naked?
you expressed my sense of this time of year nostalgia quite well
@an_OM_aly - Thanks. I glad you appreciated it.
@anth0nyc - Thanks. I won’t tell the Secretary of State if you don’t. (Remember when he wanted to hide the statue of Lady Justice because of her boobs?)
@MzSilver - Thanks. I’m glad you liked the poem and the picture. Now I’ll tell you something about me: I have never had children. I was married when I was 20 to a woman who would have killed herself if she had gotten pregnant. So I had a vasectomy when I was 23 years old. So although I haven’t been through this, I can listen and observe others who have. And I know it’s a common emotion – especially at family holidays.
That is so true of so many families whose children have grown up and left the nest. Once in a while they come around and every thing is as it was, as it used to be, and then, the silence prevails when they are all gone. Neat post David.
@curiousdwk - A young age to have such a thing done. You must have loved her very much to pay that price. It is amazing what we will do for those we love. Thank you for sharing with me, David. I now know a little more about you.
@ZSA_MD - I’m so glad you liked it. I’ve never had kids but I can recognize the feelings from what I have observed and heard from others.
hey….someone needs to get that kid some pants!
@hesacontradiction - Which one needs the pants? The statue or the little girl?
@curiousdwk - hahahaha…..the little girl of course!
Holiday chaos. Does it get any better than that?
Thank you for your constant feedback. I cannot express to you how grateful I am for your kindness. You are too wonderful for words; I can only thank you with quivering fingertips and a fluttering heart.
@soulcatcherquotes - Thank you for the accolades (undeserved). I sometimes feel like Cyrano de Bergerac in that all the beautiful women in the world love my words, but none are local so never meet me in person. (smile)
Seriously, I really like the reflections you give in your posts. They are extraordinary.
Cutie kiddo.
@RestlessButterfly - I’m glad you liked it