My First Thanksgiving Dinner
It was my turn to cook Thanksgiving dinner
For our large family that fateful year
Eighteen people to plan for in all you see,
And they were coming here!
I picked out the plumpest turkey
My cookbook I did faithfully follow
Somehow I forgot to stuff the bird
So from the oven it came quite hollow!
My potatoes were lumpy, gravy too
My pumpkin pies just fell apart
It was really down hill after that
I sat down and cried, I lost heart!
I grabbed the phone in panic
Dialed a restaurant that I found near
“Help” I cried in desperation,
“You have to help me here!”
I rattled off my whole tale of woe
Then came a woman’s voice so kind
“Calm down” she said ever so sweet,
"I can see that you are in a bind”
With a promise of help I waited
Then a knock at my front door
The cavalry had come to my rescue,
In she came with steaming food galore!
Mounds of dressing, potatoes and gravy
Cranberries, yams, corn, to dazzle my eyes
Enough food to feed an army,
Then came pumpkin, pecan, and apple pies!
Before she left, the kind lady smiled
“Happy Thanksgiving to you my dear
Long ago the very same happened to me,
And that is why I am here.”
I went to that restaurant later you see
To thank her, the bill I was happy to pay
But no one knew of the woman I spoke,
Or of the food delivered that day!
Time has passed now and over the years
I have pondered this strange mystery
Who ever she was I will never forget,
My Thanksgiving Angel,
and what she did for me!
©Dorothy I. McCarty
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