Thanksgiving Poem by Peter Lee
Thanksgiving
Those words, they're far more
To build a wall standing.
They block the first month
And let in the third.
They block the darkness
But see you the light.
Yet, can't you see, on the wall
Are fissures growing;
Can't you see, on the wall
Is debris falling;
Can't you see, while missing the Santa
Are you, aren't you?
Monday, December 16, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: complain,families,thanksgiving
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