I love grocery-store Thanksgiving fliers.
Every year I spread them out on the bare table
and drool. I ponder delicious options:
cranberries, pumpkin, beans, potatoes.
Turkeys, fresh or frozen, fried or grilled.
Yams, corn, squash, beets.
Rolls, white or wheat or rye.
For dessert, a Dutch apple pie or . . .
Then the cat
jumps onto the littered
kitchen counter, rattles
yesterday’s unwashed pizza pan.
I’ve never in my life
cooked a turkey.
May you and yours have a blessed and happy Thanksgiving.