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Click hereIt is Thanksgiving eve
Tonight, I sit on my porch alone,
bemoan poor tom turkey’s plight
tomorrow his life’s purpose achieved
to be consumed midst love and laughter
I ask myself
Does he mourn for me?
Decisions...Decisions.. To eat that turkey.. or to watch him waddle all over tha place..
Awww.. I really love turkey for thankgiving too.
<pouts ~n~ grins>
"Mourn for you".. What imagery here. The depth behind those few words..
Wonderful~!!!