Building community one glass of wine, one pancake, at a time

after the election
some will turn away from the ugliness,
cancelling newspaper subscriptions
erasing FaceBook accounts,
Twitter - into the trash.
close your eyes, cover your ears, see nothing
and hope this bad dream will go away.
it will not
We will raise a glass on a snowy winter evening
and open our front door to strangers
in a small hope that they will come.
We will offer warm pancakes on a spring morning
in the hope that strangers will eat.
We hope to learn their names and where they live.
We hope to paint a park bench together
in brilliant red with yellow suns.
We will try to remember what we value and
believe in spite.
In spite of this election,
we must go on.