Thanksgiving
Is in the space
Between words -
The bloom in
Your heart
When you tell
Someone that
You love them,
The tranquility
In your soul
When the breeze
Ruffles the trees,
The warmth
In between
Two hands held.
Thanksgiving
Is wherever
You pause everything
And touch
And see
And hear
And feel
And taste
Everything that gives
Your life color.
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Survive: Collected Poems
Poetry~WATTY'S 2019~ ~NOTICE~ AS OF 2/3/19, THIS COLLECTION HAS TOO MANY PARTS! READ VOLUME 2, THRIVE, OUT TODAY! On the pain, love, and passion that makes me human. Potential swearing, mentions of suicide, self harm, depression, rape, etc.
