Enter The Poet - Listening To Thanks

There is a chill in the air, in places up north. Children play, and families reunite with love ones. There is hope, and laughter, sorrow, and remembrance; all these things, and lots of food. Many wonder what is there to be happy about; with the sorrow in the world, and the loss of income. Still others have no reason for such sober thoughts; because all is well. Give thanks if you feel it is prudent; or simply be thankful, that you have an ability to give to those who would be thankful.

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