Thanksgiving poem

Thanksgiving in Autumn

When is the time that i feel a little glad by looked into the high, clea and azure sky
surrounded by people that I love.
The reason the sky, i saw everyday looks different is the happiness of the people I love.
But, everything was in my imagination and all i want is to go to my mom's arms now,
I want to go through the high, clear and azure sky into my mom's arms

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