Sunday, November 13, 2011

It's the season to gather around the table with our families...


She smiled as she dusted

the framed photographs

on the old oak credenza,

sang as she swept the kitchen floor,

even Lysoled the bathroom bowl

with effervescence.

Humming a spirited hymn, the woman

rolled pastry into a ten inch circle.

She sliced Granny Smiths, brandishing

the sleek, shiny blade with flourish.

Spontaneous praise proceeded from her lips

as she turned the hearty roast

and added onions, carrots and peeled potatoes

to the simmering juices in the pan.

She set the dining room table

with the good dishes,

the good flatware,

her very best linen,

and a milk glass bowl

filled with gold edged roses

from the Mother’s Day gift bush

blooming bountifully in the front yard.

Her feet ached, but her eyes sparkled.

This was among life’s highest joys:

Her adult children would soon be at the door

bringing hugs and tales and laughter

and she would get to serve them Sunday dinner.

Maude Carolan


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