Thanksgiving Leftovers

What shall we do

When the turkey is gone

The leftover bones

Stirred into a soup

The soup it should last

For a couple of days

Warming our stomachs

In the chill of the night

 

What shall we do

When the soup is all gone

From the fridge, freezer, and bowl. 

Stir the memory

Into your soul

Copy the recipe down.

Everything changes

But everything lasts

If held in a grateful heart

 

 

 

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