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I’m sad. And I’m happy too.
People are celebrating Thanksgiving.
And they should.
People are also upset that we do.
We live our truth.
I live mine and sometimes it’s not easy.
Thanksgiving is a joy; if we let it be.
We’re living in a pandemic.
There aren’t enough reasons to
gather and celebrate one another.
Christmas.
Birthdays,
which run dry,
a new baby.
Indigenous Peoples Day;
October, 11.
I believe this is another day
to celebrate our different
beliefs and cultures-
even with the history of
bloodshed.
I’d like to think we can
embrace culture rather
than revolt, continuously,
and shame.
I’d rather gather and grow.
Right now people I love
have Covid.
I’m trying to connect
people I love, to love.
That’s my truth.
Along with celebrating
Thanksgiving. And I’ll
be celebrating Christmas
in a few weeks and
cherishing the frosty
weather and warm smiles
when I tell people,
“Merry Christmas.”
If you haven’t enough,
tell me. I’ll do what I can.
Thanksgiving, Christmas,
your birthday, or any day.
I’m sad. And I’m happy too.

-M. Taggart

#pros originally posted on my Facebook page 11/26/2020.

Turkey Day

I woke up this morning. I’m enjoying that.
It’s single digits outside with plenty of snow on the ground.
Maine is in full-blown winter this Thanksgiving and my wife
and I plan on taking advantage of the snow covered views. We’ll bundle
Gavin in layers, top him off with his one-eyed monster hat, and
drive into the mountains. We’ll look deep into the forest and look for
Yeti, or possibly listen for Pteranodons following us from above. Gavin
will alert us if T-Rex is chasing the truck, somehow though, we’ll all escape
and continue on while letting our itching imaginations swell until the
next chapter. And eventually we’ll drive home and smile our way into the afternoon.
There will be a meal and I’ll certainly be giving thanks, as I do, as often as I can. It wasn’t
long ago when I spent Holidays alone talking with my four walls. There wasn’t a one-eyed monster hat to place on top of a blue-eyed boy. There wasn’t the incredibly beautiful, warm-hearted, intelligent and strong woman that I stand with now.
Somehow I keep waking up and they’re still there.

Happy Thanksgiving

Matt