Let Us Give Thanks - Max Coots
Let us give thanks for a bounty of people:
for children who are our second planting, and, though they
grow like weeds and the wind too soon blows them away, may they forgive us our
cultivation and fondly remember where their roots are.
Let us give thanks:
for generous friends … with hearts .. smiles as bright as their blossoms;
for feisty friends as tart as apples
for continuous friends, who, like scallions and cucumbers,
keep reminding us that we've had them;
for crotchety friends, as sour as rhubarb and as
indestructible;
for handsome friends, who are as gorgeous as eggplants and
as elegant as a row of corn,
and the others, as plain as potatoes and as good for you;
for funny friends,
who are as silly as Brussels sprouts and as amusing as Jerusalem artichokes,
and serious friends, as complex as cauliflowers and as intricate as onions;
for friends as unpretentious as cabbages, as subtle as
summer squash, as persistent as parsley, as delightful as dill, as endless as
zucchini, and, who, like parsnips, can be counted on to see you through the
winter;
for old friends, nodding like sunflowers in the
evening-time, and young friends coming on as fast as radishes;
for loving friends, who wind around us like tendrils and hold
us, despite our blights, wilts and witherings;
and, finally, for those friends now gone, like gardens past
that have been harvested and who fed us in their times that we might have life
thereafter;
for all these we give thanks.
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