It was snowing so prettily this morning, the coffee brought out the poet (and a bit of a sentimental abolitionist) within me. Happiest Thanksgiving (and Hanukkah) to you, my dear friends!
I'll tell you what actually happened today,
Once the sun was awake and the clouds flew away:
The stars looked down and saw the earth,
And shook themselves free from their twilit berths;
They came whirling and floating and dancing on down,
And scarcely a one did touch even the ground,
And the sun shone bright as they twinkled and swirled,
For the starry heavens had given the world
Just the tiniest glimpse of the wonders of night,
When their star-snow-diamonds took to flight;
And the day did sparkle and glimmer and glisten,
But did seeing eyes see, and hearing ears listen?
The multitudes hurried along their way,
Shouting good cheer and bustling all day
To prepare the way for the holidays
With grim obligation and mindless glaze,
Because, "Really, there's so much work to be done,
And there's a high modern standard for good modern fun,
Which doesn't involve too much head, soul, or heart;
Just money and things and photographable art,
And running and rushing and doing and going
And performing" -- and wait; do you see it's still snowing?
Those glistening flakes do give my heart a whirl,
But maybe I'm just too old-fashioned a girl.
Whate'er your opinion, I believe it to be
A sign from above, meant for you, them, and me.
As the Father of Lights giveth good gifts to each,
Contented thanks-giving is not out of our reach.
The Light of the world doth illuminate all;
Lift your eyes, and behold; His great goodness recall.
-akj, 28 nov 2013 ❤