How Blessed

This piece is non fiction.

Encouraged by a beautiful book,

that you gave to me,

I take out paper and pen,

to tell the world,

with you for a sister,

how blessed I have been.

 

I was alone, so alone, lost and scared.

Friend's I thought would care,

very simply, were not there.

Regarding me, rumor followed lie

and penniless, the dirt became my mattress

and my roof was the sky.

 

Body full of pain, heart-broken,

exhausted, unable to walk another day,

everyone turned me away,

except one sister....

she gave me food, shelter and my dignity.

 

So, encouraged by a beautiful gift that you gave to me,

I take out paper and pen,

to tell the world,

with you for a sister,

how blessed I have been.

 

11/19/02

Reviews

[lori c]

i like the circular flow of this poem. such sad sad images. is this true ?? oh i do hope that if so, you are in a much better place now. your sister needs this if she hasnt been gifted with it already. nicely done.