The Day After Thanksgiving
Generous food,
Greetings, and thanks
Cools as the day wanes.
Spotty naps under the table,
Giblets he has gobbled up,
Gizzard Daddy ate,
Dance in his dream.
Gobbles of turkey
Promises next season,
As gratuity still fresh
With lingering laughter and
Images of
Relatives and friends,
Next door dog howls, lonely,
He waits for his master’s return.
Only if he knew: people tend to
Appreciate their pets more than
Fellow humans and things
They have, except
Thanksgiving day, and
We wonder, “Why?”
©Byung A. Fallgren
Byung A. Fallgren 
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Thanks so much, Derrick
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two thumbs up!
It is a good reminder!
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It’s been a while; I have been walking through some challenges since I moved to Arizona but I’m back and to keep up with everyone and not be so neglectful; but I can now because I have a bit of time as I help an elderly friend. Anyway, I posted twice now and how you get a chance to get a look and make a comment. I would really appreciate comments so that I know how I’m doing. I want to do better on the Blog than I have for the last year. Thank you so much!!!
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Good to see you back! I sure would like to check on your blog.
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Thank you so much.
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Go ahead any time. I am hoping to write a lot more often since I moved to my favorite State! Thanks for your comment too!
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