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Nov 2020
Thank you air for being there.
Thank you water for wetting things and drinking down the dryness that comes in waves when climate misbehaves.
Thank you fire for melting the marshmellows and heating my back.
Thank you earth for giving me onions and potatoes and carrots and beets and mushrooms and basketball players like Shaq.
Thank you God for the love in my heart.
Thank you Mom for kissing my ear, and
Thank you air for being there.
A Thanksgiving poem November 2020
Phil A
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Phil A  M/The Alps
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