Today Is Thanksgiving

Today is Thanksgiving, but not for me.

Tears are falling down my cheeks.

Pumpkins are baking; turkeys are dead.

Today is Thanksgiving, but I did nothing instead.



The leaves are falling, but so is the rain.

Forgetting my blessings, I only feel pain.

I'll eat some dinner and go to my bed.

Today is Thanksgiving, but I'm crying instead.



My family is gathered around for the feast.

But somehow they sense a small missing piece.

I am not home; I'm merely a thought.

Today is Thanksgiving, but here it is not.