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Poem: Debt of Gratitude

Poetry By: Mike Stevens

A poem about those friends I have only met long-distance.

Submitted:Dec 21, 2011    Reads: 15    Comments: 5    Likes: 4   

Debt of Gratitude

Sitting here reflecting on how my life has changed

Everything I was so sure of, now seems very strange

Somehow my life got away from me; so different than I thought

I never asked for this; this is not what I sought

I'm here to say that if it wasn't for a special group,

I'd have gone stark raving mad; and quite noisily, too

You all kept me sane, and pointed in the right direction

I don't say this lightly, but upon heavy reflection

And so I thank you all, unseen but true

I can always count on you for advice on what to do

It would have been so easy to give in to despair

When I was sure I saw demons, you all asked me where?

I never was one to believe in myself

Whatever talents I had, grew dusty on a shelf

But you'll encouraged me, you kept me on the right track

You kept me moving forward, instead of falling back

And so I owe you all much, I owe you a debt of gratitude

You'll kept me engaged, instead of wallowing in self-pity and solitude


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