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Nov 2019
The weather is swelling
The birds are not calling
not singing a song
The fires are lit
The chimneys are filled
And hot cocoa warms our hearts
The wind is howling
The dogs are growling
And mama plays a harp
Thanksgiving is coming
Hot water is running
And kids are laughing about
The blanket butrito as dad wraps them up
This is what family should really be like
Loving kind and fun
Not feeling like you want to run
Family should be nights by the fire
Drinking some coaco
Watching a movie all night
As the kids fall asleep in the middle of it all
This is what I wish for
This is what I want
This is something
That I will never have.
Written by
tiredkoalahugs  16/F/Small town in WA
(16/F/Small town in WA)   
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