A Thanksgiving Poem

11/22/2020

Reprint with permission from The Vermont Standard

Holidays come and holidays go

Time passes, but this I know

The hole in my heart does not decline

For missing loved ones, I still pine

The only way to manage and move ahead

Is to focus upon their gifts instead

The many blessings they brought my way

Will be my remembrance for Thanksgiving Day.

By Margo Marrone

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