This November Feast

My friend makes everything from scratch
For her Thanksgiving meal
And all of it delectable
With savory appeal.

Her table’s filled with choices
From the soup to the desserts,
Though no one quite appreciates
The effort she exerts.

I’ve often been a guest of hers
And it was such a treat
To know that every bite would be
The best thing you could eat.

This holiday we’ll be at home.
The soup came ready-made;
The pies and corn bread also
Baked at Fairway,* I’m afraid.

My husband will prepare the rest.
His cooking is ambitious
And though it won’t be Susan’s,
It will also be delicious.

Of course at this November feast
The food is not what counts,
Despite the fact that we’ll devour
Copious amounts.

If you’re in luck, then family
And friends will join the ranks
Of all the people sitting down
Together to give thanks.

*a local supermarket