Thanksgiving poem

Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving looks like my dad’s light brown roasted turkey.

Thanksgiving smells like my grandma’s fresh hot rolls and mashed potatoes.

Thanksgiving sounds like my baby sister banging her mermaid barbies together.

Thanksgiving tastes   like a new batch of round green apples.

Thanksgiving feels like love all around.

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