Even if I feel alone
So far from home
Even if I wash my clothes by hand in a bathroom sink
Even if my decor is pictures I drew and taped to the wall
Even if I cook eggs and cabbage in a kitchen that's too small
I am blessed more than I can imagine, I think.
So, I can't complain
About this cold rain
Knowing there's warm tea
Waiting downstairs for me.
I'll get back up,
Drink the whole cup,
Thank You for this day,
And walk happily away.
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