For Poets United midweek motif: Longing. It’s rather interesting because if I had tried to write this yesterday, the poem would have been completely different.
My longing is sated for today:
Thanksgiving Mass to laud
The God from whom all good things come,
Friends to join in with worshipping,
Many songs to sing;
Unexpectedly happy times with family
As we play games
And laugh at random stories —
Before we feast on turkey
Cranberry sauce and mac and cheese,
My longing is sated for today.