(Thanksgiving Day Poem) the air here in Colorado is crisp, bright and clean the glow of the sun is matched by a sense of gatherings of loved ones, family, friends the heart is being held dear and thanks is being given in the gestures of the day in anticipation of feasts and gratefulness for all
Thank you for your poetry. this poem gave me just the thing I needed this morning...a good belly laugh!
ReplyDeleteA good laugh always feels good.. especially a belly laugh. I can usually remember the moment I wrote a poem, but in this case I cannot. I just remember the feeling which was a distant cousin to "yeah, whatever"
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