hey, thanks.

Years back, when my niece was just a tiny gal, she was asked, in a room full of tinies, what she was thankful for.

“I’m thankful…for all the people…in my heart,” her small mouth stuttered out.

*

Screw the turkey, the mashed potatoes, our houses, our cars.

Screw our aspirations, our lost dreams, our scars.

Let’s follow a child down their tunnel-visioned path.

Let’s simply — and astoundingly — be thankful for all the people in our heart.

 

 

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