As I go through this trying time
Where we sold our house
And I’m living in a pop-up trailer
For an as yet undetermined time
I’m reminded of my blessings
I was made to be a survivor
I’ve survived depression
And an overdose
I’m creative
I write out my own therapy
Where I’ve worked through the trauma of my past
And reasoned out my thoughts
And provided inspiration and insight for others
I’ve published a book
I have a family and friends who love and accept me
For exactly who I am
They know my secrets and my fears
And they still accept me for who I am
They know the wrongs that I’ve done
And the right
I’m blessed to live out in the country
Where inspiration flows for me
I’m writing more than I have in months
And I’m in a good place
Spiritually
Emotionally
And mentally
So I praise
God from whom all blessing flow
I take heart in deserts and Gardens
For he has good plans for me
And many more blessings to come
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