At the start, nobody intended to steal
A strictly American holiday.
All celebrants, black, white, red and yellow,
Marked the innocuous feast.
Atheists and believers
Sat down to dinner.
(Vegetarians substituted for turkey).
Thanks given for a seat at the table.
As a family and friends event,
Without the need for religious blessings,
Recognizing our good fortune,
Knowing it could have been otherwise.
Good feelings spread far
Beyond those gathered.
For many, maybe most,
It speaks of a plentiful harvest.
Merchants understand the meaning.
Time to replenish our dreams.
Soliciting our participation
To share the bountiful offerings.
Gleaming palaces of marble and glass
Offered color, song and trinkets.
We recognize they spoke of our worth
Not realizing they spoke of our worth.
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