Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving has a lot of different meanings to every one, well to me and mine Thanksgiving is all about family and being in each others company. Yes we use the excuse of food to bring us together but in my family food is of importance and the more people that are around the table the more love that is in the air. My family has certain traditions when it comes to Thanksgiving dinner, Grandma usually does most of the cooking and of course the prayer. My Grandpa use to be the one that would carve the turkey but when he passed away that responsibility moved on to my uncle now he takes that on. We all gather around laugh and talk basically just enjoy each others company. No matter how much we may argue and bicker with each other in the end its all love. One thing about the Holidays that my family can always count on is that you will at least see one family member that you haven't seen in years, thats always fun. I love my family even though we don't always get along I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world

The meal is ready.

Grandpa sits at the head of the table.

Grandpa's right hand is Grandma,

she also has the seat of that honor.

Grandpa's left hand is Mom and the son he never had.

It is they that are responsible to keep the old man's future safe.

They sit in the seats that befall that honor.

The future sits on before him,

youth full piss and vinegar sit there.

My brothers and myself.

Table politics and chair priorities are learned each year this tradition unfolds.

Grandpa carves, Dad passes the dishes,

Grandma receives the praises,

Mom is the high chief and judge of the manners and conversation.

Grandpa sits at the head of the table, smiling over the events of the day. Heritage and memories passed on to be remembered in the future by the future.

This is the old man's feast. This is why the old man gives thanks.

I sit at the side of the table,

this is my place,

my home and my way.

Watch and learn is what I am told.

For in the future,

I will sit at the head of the table,

on this,

the most thankful of days.

The table is cleared.

Dishes washed and put away.

Naps come soon,

more stories and memories passed.

This is why,

on this faithful day,

we give thanks and praise the lord.

Together we stand,

divided we fall.

Family together on this most thankful day.

Source: Company Of The Bread, Thanksgiving Poem http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/company-of-the-bread#ixzz2CqGYbQIR 

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