Home for a Holiday

Dreaming of a White Christmas
and being home with the family -
Being so far apart is depressing
A bitter kind of reality.

I'm happy where I am, It's not so bad -
Plenty of comfort and food to partake
And giving away that which is too much;
Eating it all's a mistake.

Turkey, dressing, potatoes
Green beans, cranberries and corn;
Rolls and tea and apple/pumpkin pie
A glutton's fantasy is born.


But nostalgia rears its formidable head
And a telephone call just doesn't do
I wish I could pack up and leave,
To go home, and enjoy the view.

Line count: 16


Written for Writer's Cramp for 11/20/2022

Please use the following as the Title of your poem or story:

"Home for a Holiday"

Please pick "Food/cooking" as one of your genres and describe at least one type of "Food" in your story or poem.