I wiped away the weeds & foam. / I fetched my sea-born treasures home... Ralph Waldo Emerson

Thursday, November 22, 2018

Happy Thanksgiving

"..enjoy your turkey."

[a poem, of sorts]
 "I have a bratty sister.If she got lost I never would have missed her.
On the rim of the Grand Canyon, I hope,
She will slip on a piece of soap.
Though I'd be near
Her calls I will not hear.
Then I’d turn
And see her hurtling towards the ground.
I’m too late
To save her from her horrid fate.
Happy Thanksgiving! Enjoy your turkey.''  [edited to reflect my family's version.]

Few Thanksgiving dinners passed in my childhood without my brother gleefully reciting this poem here, scroll down  , a poem we attributed to Ogden Nash, but perhaps that is incorrect. On the other hand how many 7 year old boys read and memorize The New Yorker? The recitation was much applauded and I often felt like crying, as I so idolized my big brother. And didn't want to  die on Thanksgiving.

Looking back of course it is hilarious. We weren't a Norman Rockwell sort of family.

(And he wonders why I won't visit him out West,lol.)

...enjoy your turkey!



gone to the beach...