Wednesday, November 22, 2006

REPRIEVE

While sauntering down an oak filled lane one crispy, autumn day
I sensed a quiet, hidden gaze directed in my way.

With searching eyes I scanned the limbs, to find the Peeping Tom
And sure enough, though well concealed, the turkey sat-so calm.

Apparently 'twas in his heart approaching Turkey Day, so he was
Hidden, with the hope, to be nobody's prey.

I could not help but sympathize as I went strolling by, all knowing
I would live in fear if each year I might die.

I struck a pose of non-chalance; my pace I kept it steady,
Deciding this Thanksgiving Day.....
My meal would be SPAGHETTI !!!

Jane-Ann Heitmueller

Thanksgiving, 1995

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