Spoon (an acrostic poem)

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She cuddled up to him under the covers

Pulling her body along his to get warm

Outside the wind blew and the cold rain fell

Outside the chaos of jobs and bills demanded attention and yet…

None of that mattered.  They were together in that moment

Give Thanks (an acrostic poem)

Gifts of food and shelter were always welcome

I have been homeless for three years now

Vying for odd jobs and even odder places to sleep

Every day is a lesson in patience, humility, and humiliation

 

Today was no exception, even with the holiday

Have some breakfast at the shelter before heading out

Asking for loose change while finding recyclables

Now I sit on this bench wondering where my next day will lead

Knowing that I have little say in the matter

Still thankful for just being alive