Thanks Shakespeare to write such literature
You have shown man's thoughts and nature...
This is the season
giving thanks and sharing gifts...
GRANNY’S LAST BORN
Sweetheart, I do not have an upcoming...
Time is the measure of all
Measure of rising and falling...
Thank You Lord for helping me to see hope
And not the waste that lies behind me...
But soft my sweet
what tangible bliss do we devour...
Bumblebee my darling love,
Pray tell, what indeed have I done...
If it's one thing that I am
it's that I am grateful...
Long last living we deny,
we live in the moment but too bad it will fly...
Thanksgiving is here
blessings are on the table...
I've placed food upon plates
over a tasteful conversation...
Be grateful for the things though little
God has done for you...