A Survivor’s Poem
By Grace Bohannon
I am a survivor.
I don’t just survive,
I thrive.
I move with a positive vibe.
I thrive.
I step back in stride and I go
on for life’s joyful ride.
I thrive.
Back on life’s stage to direct
my part, with gusto I go forth
with a happy heart.
I thrive.
Not just here for the thrill,
but here also for the times
of the dark sacred silent still.
I thrive.
Reflecting on the rising sun
and the new days to come,
I thrive.
With the help of my maker,
I cheated the undertaker.
God is not yet ready for me .
New goals must be set and met.
I thrive.
Sometimes things go so very wrong,
but now life is ripe with a brand new song.
I don’t just survive
I thrive
I am a SURVIVOR.
Caregivers
By Grace Bohannon
You show the love in your heart with the service of your hands.
Your unseen love and patience
we will not forget:
the showers
the baths
the shaves
the meals prepared
just sitting and being there
the appointments you help to keep
the quiet times you watched us weep
the humor you brought
the provocative thought
the music we shared
you just being there
Caregivers you show us your heart
with the service of your hands.
You embody love.
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