Writing

A Thanksgiving Poem

Dimples
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I know Thanksgiving  is not always a happy day.  This poem was written on November 24, 1994, during a particularly tumultuous time for my family.

 

Thanksgiving

The air is filled with good smells

All is supposed to be good and well

But this year is a living hell

With the mounds of mashed potatoes and turkey

Everyone is supposed to be full

But there is an empty space

Where love is supposed to be

Everything is so cold

And the wind blows so free

On Thanksgiving you’re supposed to be happy for what you’ve got

On this special day you are to be happy a lot

Maybe next year

I’ll get through it with no tears.

 

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Published by Dimples

I am a huge Pretty Little Liars fan. I occasionally (or often) come across as a manic fan of the show due to a need to analyze every episode, character and spoiler. My blog's name (prettylittlemania.com) is inspired by an episode entitled "Mona-Mania" from the third season. I also recently launched my second blog, dimplesandgrins.com, which is a joy seeking mission.

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