Pilgrims Had No Black Friday

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 – Prompt #220 – “RUSHING THE SEASONS”

“As we near the holidays, a lot of people seem to be in a hurry – rushing here, rushing there, rushing the holidays, the hustle and bustle is a major tussle and they complain when the seasons zip by. Well, let’s put a stop to all that. We will enjoy family and friends and be thankful before we go headlong into Christmas.”

Black Friday is not for me,
stampeding hordes bent on being first.
They are thankful for bargains like room-size TVs.
I would rather see a cloud burst free.

I relish Thanksgiving every year,
though many are no longer with us.
It never fails to bring on good cheer
at the table; I feel our closeness.

So to those who wolf down their food
in order to hit the shops early,
your attitude is woeful and rude.
May all your gifts come without batteries.

We will be thankful for all we have
as we go ’round the table.
Though fewer in number, we are glad
to be sharing a meal, to be able.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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