Grateful, Overstuffed Hearts

Good and Bad Stuffing

A poem by Eve Gaal

(Note: Little bit of silly word play for Thanksgiving:

 Each line as two words that sound the same but....)

Listen to rap while wrapping.

Bake date bread before dating.

Buy a wok after walking.

Lie down-- hear lies.

See from ocean to sea,

males rarely send mail.

Sew your dress-- find it isn’t so.

Frosted tiers,--shedding tears,

Unfazed-- enter a phase.

No--means knowing.

Dye your hair—you’re not prepared to die.

Hear the hymn-- listen to Him,

head to sole into your soul.

By and large you buy it,

By casting nets—earn a role in the cast.

Harpoon a whale while wailing.

Box out of a box--

a major feat but you land on your feet.

Do the unthinkable--kneel on morning dew.

Pray for the preyed upon.

You are not the ewe in the meadow.

Write about everything being right,

the open chutes are shooting,

weigh your options-- find your way--

like a soldier in the corps--injured to the core.

One who wins and has won.

Ready for round two— maybe three and four too,

Life's not easy but great and you’re grate-ful!

This turkey is filled with
 gratitude instead of stuffing!