The Beautiful Things to Remember Past The Last Week of November
I’m grateful for my audience and the air I breathe I told my lips to say your namebut instead, they turned to my old brain my brain recoiled, mulled over…
I’m grateful for my audience and the air I breathe I told my lips to say your namebut instead, they turned to my old brain my brain recoiled, mulled over…
"When the gales of coming winteroutside your window howl,When the air is sharp and cheeryso it drives away your scowl,When one's appetite craves turkeyand will have no other fowl,It's Thanksgiving…
A merry poem about autumn by Paul Laurence Dunbar. Please enjoy.
I appreciate your readership and I'm grateful for you in my world. You make my thanks living easy. I wish you abundance and miracles.
However you celebrate today, I hope this day is a reminder of all the Thanks Living we are capable of. May the celebration of this day last you 365 days. Happy Thanks Living.