One For Thanksgiving
Over the hills and through the city streets
but nobody was home
Thanksgiving day was the loneliness
time of the year
went to grandmother house
but everyone ate
no one was home
No lovey family members
called and wished me a Happy Thanksgiving
no one called
I eat my Thanksgiving dinner
alone
I watched the football game
alone
I prayed to God why hast thou
forsaken me
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