Thanksgiving

A time to reflect on family and all our blessings.
A time to reflect on days gone by.
As a little girl time crawled and inched towards the end of the day and the weekend.
Time seemed to repeat being surrounded by the sameness of the past.
Nothing seemed to go fast enough when I was a little girl.
Year one, two and three all fly bye.
Days gone bye bye bye speeding towards a new beginning a new branch.
As I reflect on time gone bye I am grateful for all my blessings.

Poem
By Ally

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