Thanksgiving, 2017
Be the girl I saw with long hair,
And books.
Be the girl I came to,
In a taxi.
Be the girl who was always
In my thoughts.
Be the woman who,
Saved my life.
Let us be the ones who have what others
Wish they had.
While the wind blows,
Or the snow falls,
And the sun slips away too soon,
Cuddle with me by the stove,
As long as there is,
A together.
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