Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving’s Empty Seat

I can hear them now

There’s laughter and the smell of food

People coming and going

An occasional knock on my door

I was invited

But I don’t do well with others

Especially during the holiday season

For me, this is a time to be alone

Time to reflect

Think back to the good times

The days you can’t have back

And the special memories of those who won’t be coming

Those you wish most for

A small frozen dinner will suffice

I set the table for two

And stare blankly at your empty seat

© Dicky J Loweman 2014

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