Thanksgiving, 2014

Years from now
I never want
To forget

How we went

Around the table

Late that afternoon,
When blackness
Pressed against
The windows,

How we talked about

Gratitude and what

Gem lay in each of us,

How my

80-year-old father

Teared up

At the words spoken,

How, between turkey and pie,

A cluster of us

Walked to the beach

In the cold clarity of the air,

Tossing the football,

Trying to catch
It in the dark,

How later

We sang and laughed,

How everything 

Froze for one precious,

Priceless moment,

Enveloped in light.