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The Sweetest Moment

I’m getting sicker.
Refusing admission.
Try a night at home,
then I’ll go.

I find a lying down posture
that doesn’t hurt.
The kids head for
the KFC boneless take out.
I’m asleep before I know it.

I wake up, still on the couch.
The fans are on.
The room is dark.
It’s around midnight.
There’s a pile of blankets
next to the couch.
It’s breathing.

Jason, my six year old,
has brought everything
and piled it up.
To sleep with me when I am sick.

Jason sweetestMommy I’ll sleep with Daddy

 ♂ ♀ ∗  † ∞


Music:
“Thanksgiving Day” – Tom Chapin

to listen: click on the white arrow

 

“When we were farmers we hauled in the harvest
and founded Thanksgiving Day.
With food in the shed for the winter ahead
we would gather together to say

Thanks for our health. Thanks for our hearth
And the bounty that grows from the ground.
With our loved ones near we bless the year
That’s brought us safely ’round.

Now we are shoppers. We drive to the market. 
The farm seems a light year away. 
Still, every November we pause to remember
That time honored, old-fashioned day.

Thanks for our health. Thanks for our hearth
And the bounty that grows from the ground.
With our loved ones near we bless the year
That’s brought us safely ’round.

Everything changes, yes, even Thanksgiving. 
Let’s rededicate this old day. 
To helping the hungry, the poor and the homeless 
so all may be able to say

Thanks for our health. Thanks for our hearth
And the bounty that grows from the ground.
With our loved ones near we bless the year
That’s brought us safely ’round.
With our loved ones near we bless the year
That’s brought us safely ’round.

Tom Chapin kids

Childrens’ concert, Tom Chapin at Tarrytown, N.Y. Music Hall, October, 2015

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  top photo: Jason wakes up from a dream
Terry Hourigan, R.N. 2015  

 

 

 

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