by J. Scott

Thanksgiving is upon us, and so I felt inspired to write a little poetry about what Thanksgiving really, truly, means.

The leaves crunch beneath our feet
The smell of the air so pure, so sweet
Thoughts of friends old and new
We’ve memories only to suffice in lieu

Whole, finally, come together to share
A time for filling on long labored fare
Can’t be without a squabble or two
With Grandma Jean or crazy aunt Sue

Lest we forgot what it’s really about
The reasons for gathering there should be no doubt
Give thanks all year, beyond and above
For the ones we cherish and the ones we love

by J. Scott

Since founding J. Scott Catering in 1995, Scott has worked hard to establish a reputation for exceptional Philadelphia catering and superior customer service.

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