// It's that time of year // Happy Thanksgiving // And if you don't celebrate it, I hope you have a great day // I'm uploading this a day early because I probably won't have time tomorrow // Bye for now //
Warmth lingering in the air,
Creeky wooden steps, and a field of
grass
We are reunited again,
Thoughts practically buzzing in the air
while I dig in quickly
Mouths savor the taste of turkey
Rain drops down, leaving puddles for
us to stomp in
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My Unstable Poetry
PoetryA diary of sorts. 2015-2017. A poetry collection of angst, depression, and epiphanies.
