It Is Happy Thanksgiving Day!
It’s 8: 15 and the aromas of this day start
to fill the house.
Soft clinking is heard in the kitchen.
As mom and dad have been up for hours
That is what I needed.
As I sit here
Listening to the most beautiful music of my life,
my eyes start to well and the tears start to fall.
But oh no these are not sad tears,
Sitting here in a car, riding down this long road.
I lay my head against the seat.
I close my eyes for a moment.
Then I look out the window.
My fingers can do nothing more then what they are doing now.
They can’t move as fast as my mind would want them too!
As i tell my fingers what to do it is disturbing.
How can you feel so much love and sadness at the same time?