When Dreams Are Killing-Thanksgiving Poems

The days aren’t endless any more

I ve seen some snowflakes on my brow

The days before today

Have been just singing praises

Spirits of the places

That weren’t open their way.

I wanted to stop praying

I tryed not to be nice

I forgot what love is

My memories were tears.

But today, the lights

Shown me the way

Between rain and abyss

My family was there,

Waiting my return

On Thanksgiving Day.