Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. Cold winds are racing across the foothills on this fine Colorado day. The sky is a pale blue, and a white haze of clouds has crept over the mountains. Ron is working in the kitchen preparing a fabulous meal to commemorate the day. The holidays are hard for me each year, and as I get older, they seem harder to celebrate. Writing helps…
I chose the following words in reply to the prompt words of ‘beginning and thanks,’ for my Tanka this week: for beginning, I used, “set in motion,” and for thanks, I used “grace.”
Bleak lamentations –
bitter winds howling in grief,
autumn’s last hurrah.
Winter snows set in motion
my grace to begin anew.
©Colleen M. Chesebro
Photos: Courtsey of Pixabay.com
I hope your day is filled with much love and happiness… and turkey too!