A rainy, quiet, autumn crisp holiday.
Been wrapped in the loving arms of sleep for hours.
Awakening to the blessings of my loving higher power.
Not in jail, nor in the prison of my mind.
Am blown away with all the freedoms that I find.
Free to worship, to vote, to write, to think how I please.
Open to the gifts of life which call to me on the evening breeze.
Open to the wondrous ways of learning I been given.
Truly thankful to celebrate with you this wonderful thanksgiving.
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