Eye on the Pie

 

My Eye is on the Pie

Eyes as wide as saucers and a little elfish grin,

Napkin tucked into my shirt under my chubby chin,

Fork in one hand and butter knife in the other,

Must eat a piece of pumpkin pie before my little brother!

Thanksgiving has arrived, and the turkey is in the oven,

But it is the enormous dessert table that I am mostly lovin’,

Pecan pie, lemon bars and grandma’s famous stack cake,

I’ve been thinking about all of these since I was awake,

Mashed potatoes and gravy, dressing and homemade rolls are tasty,

But you can’t deny that it does not compare to a homemade pastry,

Macaroni and cheese, deviled eggs, ham and green beans,

Those will all make me unbutton the top button on my jeans,

But I have to stop on the main course and leave a little space,

For the cookies, cake and pie will put a big smile on my face,

A sugar rush is all I need to make this day complete,

As I sit eagerly awaiting on the front edge of my seat.

Tammy Harvey

11/15/2022