Thanksgiving Company

I’ve vacuumed all the house, and

I’ve mopped up the kitchen floor.

I’ve oiled the wooden tables,

shined the glass beside the door.

I’ve hung fresh bathroom towels, and

I’ve scoured the kitchen sink.

I’ve put out autumn colors

to replace my Summer Pink.

I’ve done the best I can to get

a clean, inviting look.

I hope my company brings food.

I’m much too tired to cook.

To My Friends in Genealogy Book Club:  October Meeting

We met again at Kati’s on a gray October day,

trusting that the new vaccines keep COVID at the bay.

We’d read a book, so shared a bit

‘bout what we thought about it.

Enjoyed the conversation.

There’s just no doubt about it.

Goblins, ghouls and spooky ghosts

surrounded as we ate,

and friendly pumpkin faces

watched us clean each pretty plate.

Our Carol wasn’t with us.

By a pre-planned circumstance,

she and husband, Jon, were both off

traveling in France.

We had a moment’s quiet thought

for those whom we remember,

and took assignments cheerfully

to read before December.