GREAT GRATITUDE

This year though tough

None of mine

Missed a single meal

None of mine

Had to beg or steal

Always plenty in the fridge

None of mine

Slept under a bridge

And for that I’m abundantly gratefule

And for that I weep

As I know many of us more

Have nowhere to sleep

Oh but we must hang on

For the new reality is what’s in store

And as the sun sets tonight

Continue onward we must

With healing in our wings

Broadcasting our love and our light

For every single demon to take flight

The clock’s a ticking

None of their lies are sticking

It all ends…SHORTLY!

Eva Santiago