Zhu Xiao Di

Thanksgiving Tradition


Is it redundant or an oxymoron
To call Thanksgiving a tradition
What is Thanksgiving, if not a tradition
And why has it to be one

My first Thanksgiving in the U.S.
Was spent with my professor
At his lovely bright house
Where I had my share of the dry bird

When my son reached school age
He asked Daddy to have a turkey dinner
On Thanksgiving, just to be the same
As all his classmates would have

As he grew older and knew tastes better
We roasted a duck instead
The Chinese cuisine fed our hunger
Absorbing both traditions at once

Now we have an empty nest
Our hands are much freer
We let our tongues decide
To have dumplings grace our plates

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