your celebration tis the season of festivities all join hands giving thanks to everything we have it doesn’t matter your faith for we are all the human race your hearts all beat in a metered time your arms and legs work
Thanksgiving Gratitude may your cornucopia be filled with compassion may it overflow with empathy may you always take the time to show gratitude may you never forget to say thank you may you always stay genuine may you
thanksgiving gratitude may your cornucopia be filled with compassion may it overflow with empathy may you always take the time to show gratitude may you never forget to say thank you may you always stay genuine may you
gray gray dark damp and dingy stay in bed pull the covers over your head kinda day days are shorter nights are longer shadows are absorbed into the gray state no colored leaves barren trees the
hideaway a hideaway a stay far from the trodden path a place of relax unwind ease from this day to that ease from this thought to that ease from being plugged into to disconnecting with no regret with leaving only a question lingering in the air
asylum for the sane let me out let me out she cries no one replies burying her head in her hands she cries for understanding tears that are wept are swept into a drain her pain does not subside shaking her head to clear her mind peering outside
