Once It Was

Thanksgiving nearing

Think I’m tearing

When dreams are crushed

Looking through the table at us.
Empty chairs


No eyes to see

Smiles are empty.
Bitter talk

Have seen the walk

Protected shield

Destroyed the will.
This is not the way

To spend Thanksgiving day

Hope the hearts can mend

So we can be seated again.
Written by my feelings, 

Terry Shepherd