Thanksgiving
rush to get there, be sure not to forget
bring the camera
and the pie
and the gift
oh, the Something Borrowed to return
arrive to open doors and arms
give hugs to friends, family
strangers I’ve known forever
the scent of cologne lingers on my shirt
table filled with mismatched platters
full of decadence
near piles of tin foil and plastic
and china dishes with plastic forks
hug and squeeze the children
my, how you’ve grown
pass babies between loving arms
generations converge
catch up with siblings
share stories around
I’ve missed you so
must do something
sometime
sink into couch
and watch life slip into slow motion
hug goodbyes
a little tighter, longer
thank you for everything
we’ll see you again soon
Delivery Lust
I never thought I’d feel thus way
I order things most every day
My handsome man in tan and cream
has always been my shipping dream
But now I fear my heart has strayed,
The FedEx man, my heartstrings played
He ran to me,? a package weild’,
as toward his lover in a field
Emotions are now most perplex’t,
My heart, now stolen by FedEx.
Ode to the UPS Guy
Oh, wondrous man, give my heart pause…
you’re like a handsome Santa Claus
You bring me gifts all shapes and size,
each doorbell ring brings a surprise.
When you arrive I skip a beat
for kraft paper all tucked in neat,
with labels, an address collage –
But please don’t stash in my garage.