Amber Shade

 In amber shade 

The feast is laid.

The turkey is turning brown .

Out in the yard 

The grass is starred 

With dun leaves falling down .

The russet rolls, 

The gravy bowls ,

The pumpkin pies and tea ,

Are each and all 

As brown as Fall 

And lovely are to see !

The stuffing, perhaps 

May fall in our laps 

And cranberries stain some teeth .

But we’ll offer Heaven 

Sincere thanks giving 

And revel in the feast!

A slight rewrite of "Thanksgiving 1991" with a new AI generated illustration. I am now moved to PAM (Post Acute Medical) in New Braunfels. Been here since Friday night, about 30 miles away from Seguin and close family, so I imagine visits will be a little thin. I did see a buck deer running across the hill outside my window. I really need a sniff of fresh air, which I imagine I'll get when they take me to see Dr. Q again tomorrow.