Cash (an acrostic poem)

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Couldn’t spend his money fast enough

All the things were needed, and they were needed yesterday

So when he went to check out, he was short the amount needed

He looked to his mom.  She sighed and pulled out her credit card. Happy birthday?

Poor (an acrostic poem)

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Putting the food for today on her credit card

Or she would have, but it was denied like usual

Of course, that meant she was going to go hungry again

Really if it happened too much longer and she would get a meal at the emergency room

Stage (an acrostic poem)

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So you feel like you’re an imposter, an actor

That you play your part in the drama called life

And you are not too good at the role

Give yourself credit.  No one else could take your place

Embrace the applause and take a bow, you’re a star

Progress (an acrostic poem)

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Proof that you are moving forward can be hard to find

Realize that sometimes just not going backwards as fast is something

Or stay still as everyone around you marches somewhere you don’t want to go

Grieve when you need to grieve, that allow you to move forward

Rest when you are tired.  That allows you to move forward

Every step might feel like you are wading through a riptide

So much of life can be like that

Still, one step, then another, always trying.  That is how it works.  Give yourself credit for…