Christmas Everyday Is Thanksgiving 🙏🌹💜💜🌹🙏
Was it the wind
Why I turned off SportsCenter
Carrying my mother's voice?
Or cats under the stars?
At four o'clock in the morning
Wide awake either way
It's not like I have a choice
When the joints glow as burning coals
But to think of you
So tangled up in blue
My work got me these wind chimes
As I was grateful feeling dead
Listening to past from time to time
I can taste too much oak in my wine
A portal in Pennsylvania's Pittsburgh
Hearing the town talk we laugh
Her pill box hat has been stored for her
Like a World Series game seven home run
Inside a park like, museum like, library house
Black & white pictures now colored in
And old friends like Mrs. Edie Clouse
With John Lennon's fame and Ringo's plane
The calling cards, taverns and friendly bars
We knew it was the meaning of the Star
Guiding all the Billy Goats and Billy Strings
The way he sings with his rosewood guitar
Christmas everyday is Thanksgiving
Written By: John Alan Conte' Jr.
November 8, 2025 4am
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Written By: John Alan Conte' Jr.
November 8, 2025 4am
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