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Homeless (Poem)

The illness led to the question, “Am I going to become homeless?”

Unemployed and wondering how I’ll pay,

There was a deep fear of becoming homeless,

I was so desperate to find a job that would help me pay,

I didn’t want to become homeless.

 

My mother was the only one I could count on,

My mother was having a surgery,

I asked, “What would I do without my mother who I count on?”

The fear of living in the streets got stronger with her surgery,

It was so hard to realize that I didn’t have anyone else to count on.

 

Thankfully, my mother got better,

I eventually became employed,

My life started to get better,

Life started to change because I became employed,

Now I do my best to always give thanks because life is better.

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