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Say Thank You

This time of year the weather changes and I think our hearts do a little bit too.  We reflect on all that has happened through out our year.  Thanksgiving is right around the corner and it brings about thoughts of what we are thankful for.  I thought this poem would be appropriate for you to start thinking about what you have to say thank you for

Pink notice on your desk. It’s all that’s left. A white lifeless cardboard box. Business cards, doo dads sit in a pile.


I suggest you say thank you




Through metal detectors you pass.  Curious eyes summoning you up.  Blue plastic chairs you sit in for hours.  Forms that seem endless.  Plastic EBT card.  It’s only $221.00 a month plus food stamps.  Not enough to pay next months rent.


Again, say thank you




Turbulence comes like white twisting wind wrapping its arms around you.  Violent shaking moving you from this place you live in


Please say thank you.




Your bed lumpy drives in your skin.  Eyes widened by the other women’s snorts and sniffles.  Earplugs don’t help.  You’re told to wake by the staff at the shelter.  Even though you have only slept a few hours


Say thank you




Shouting voices sitting on Grey slabbed twisted cement.  Your breakfast served to you and 150 others.  It’s oatmeal, same as yesterday, same old thing


Say thank you




Rules if broken will send you to cold sidewalks.  Where bones ache like ice on a riverbed longing to be in the summer’s sun again


Say thank you




Lifeless, listless, let go of it.  Tempted by the illusion of magical substances, which are packaged in glass bottles or rolled in a stem. Resist it.  Let go and


Say thank you




Enrolled in a program.  Tests taken. Tell us how many words are spelled correctly.  What 4 x10 divided by 3 is.  If this circle fits in this square.  Hours and hours from the time you walked in.

Say thank you



Why did I do this?  Probably the same old thing.  Not intelligent enough.  Not educated enough.  I didn’t put in the right answers.  They tell you it’s time now.  A new career.  Vocational Rehabilitation will take you.  Are you ready?  Say yes and


Say thank you.



Pencils, papers, torn black book bag you keep in your locker.  All the way across campus.  Room 115.  You’ve got 3 minutes.  Book writing awaits.  Panting. Heart racing faster than it’s ever been.  Shoe slips, pick it up.  Gain your strength.  The handle turns, you’re in.  Exactly 1pm.  You made it.  Welcome students, let’s begin  Catch your breath and


Say thank you



2 years, 10 paper pads, filled up.  Raindrops down your face.  Your words daily written.  You live it, you breathe it.  Soon you will have a home.  Little voice inside your head says be patient.  You’re starting to trust it and you


Say thank you.



Files, number crunching.  Always a low paycheck.  You hated every moment.  You were given a chance, even though you couldn’t see it.  Screaming snot nosed tots with toys strewn all over the parking lot.  Chipped brown 70’s  tile falling off.  The apartment management said it was your fault.  Pay for it on your own.  Television was your best friend.  When was it going to end.  The silence, the rage within.  You were then given a chance.  Taken in, given a bed.  No looking back.  Though you did.  Hours wasted but friends made.  Chances were given.  All that was lost, you didn’t want anyway.  Vulnerable, scared, you opened your heart.  Allowed yourself to trust the path.  Look back now, it makes you laugh.  You no longer question your experience.


Cold chill, roll down your window.  Small white kitten purring gently by your side.  Almost finished, took you a year.  Hot cocoa bites your tongue.  You smile and


You say thank you.



Publisher picks up the book, says good job.  It will go to press soon.  You shake her hand and


You say thank you



This was what you had to do.  Your words affected millions, just by your truth.  The journey is different, it is new and


You say thank you.




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