Mona Thanksgiving
Seeking shelter from the storm of returning brother and sister
to the little house,
Mona retreats to a dresser drawer out of traffic's way,
ostensibly to check on the kittens she's said are stowed there,
and about which we wink,
for we know she's never had real kittens;
she makes these glaring escapes
representing childcare duties;
Dear Mona, 20 years old
and counting.
We're thankful for you
on Thanksgiving.
