It's a day of thanks
were family and friends get together...
VERNON DAVIS POEM = FOOTBALL
The stands are full of eager fans...
I sit by the window as soft snow flies,
Each flake different as it falls from the skies...
The 23rd was thanksgiving.
family comes over and we eat...
To my mother, of 14 years.
I've loved you through all of them...
My letter to you this year Santa is the same as...
I still haven’t received it and another...
Pimple hell,
pimple hell...
For all the grate things that you have done
Let this day remind you of how it all began...
White crystals flutter all around;
An enchanting thing we call snow...
Dear, Reynaldo Martinez
you may not know much about me...
The presents under the tree
The children running around in glee...
Tears of happiness running down my smile laden...
Feeling strongly reassuringly the heated warmth of...