Bingo Night
By Joseph P. Castorino - Scottsdale, Arizona, USA - 20 November 2017
It was Thanksgiving evening, and the lamps
Glowed cheerfully in the cozy house;
Though the clean little home was modest,
It was filled with the sweet scent of love.
We were all stuffed with good food, and
Ready for some post-meal entertainment;
So the time had come for everyone in the
Family to engage in some competitive fun.
Our very alert ears quickly snatched the
Numbers out of the air, one by one;
Then our fingers excitedly placed the
Small black discs on the bingo cards.
Aunt Therese felt sorry for me, a young boy,
Because I was terribly saddened by losing;
So winking with a smiling old eye, she
Pushed her stack of pennies into mine..