The Thanks You Must Give

Rick j. lewis

This is not a poem and message,

and yet i don't know what it is,

one that we or I should say I,

and I am not in in a mansion,

I am not a spoiled kid,

I am a child that who lives in a house,

not a small house,

not a big house,

a house that falls apart,

and I am still grateful.

Comments +

arqios February 3rd, 2023 08:42
Must not because we have to or are coerced to but because it is an innate desire that springs up from within us! Yes.

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