HAPPY HARVEST

Gather

When we gather

my heart goes pitter-patter.

A purposeful matter,

when we gather

catching up is what we do,

an expectation of all things new.

Excitement is in the air.

All want to talk so the others can hear.

Observant and attentive with a listening ear

as each one shares without judgment or fear.

When we gather,

precious moments to capture,

the room erupts in laughter,

chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter.

When we gather 

it’s all about the here and now,

even the ever after.

When we gather 

we are thankfully family.

The inspiration for this poem came from the many precious gatherings around my kitchen table and what that means to me. (Side note the picture of the table on my homepage is actually my kitchen table.) Since the harvest season is upon us take some time to gather around your table. It is a good place to sow seeds!