I'm thankful for
the cool breeze
blowing in air
through my dry
hair as I
walk back home.
I'm thankful for
those dead leaves
falling to the
ground covering my
feet when I
step under trees.
I'm thankful for
these fleeting days
that cover me
in the darkness
of night as
I lay asleep.
I'm thankful for
sweater weather that
allows me to
bundle up in
my favorite pieces
of warm clothing.
I'm thankful for
Thanksgiving leftovers which
stay in the
fridge till Chrismas
time once again;
still so delicious.
I'm thankful for
the ending of
the old year
and the start
of another one
filled with potential.
Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 2:31 PM UTC
I'm thankful for
the cool breeze
blowing in air
through my dry
hair as I
walk back home.
I'm thankful for
those dead leaves
falling to the
ground covering my
feet when I
step under trees.
I'm thankful for
these fleeting days
that cover me
in the darkness
of night as
I lay asleep.
I'm thankful for
sweater weather that
allows me to
bundle up in
my favorite pieces
of warm clothing.
I'm thankful for
Thanksgiving leftovers which
stay in the
fridge till Chrismas
time once again;
still so delicious.
I'm thankful for
the ending of
the old year
and the start
of another one
filled with potential.
Lana Del Rey - Born To Die
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