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Bread and Roses

So, I must admit that diving
face first into a world unknown
to me, and most of us was
completely overwhelming and highly
intimadating - in a word
uncomfortable
I had thoughts of discouragement
in the back of my mind...
"maybe they won't like me or
even worse, maybe they won't talk to me"
I could tell I was nervous
a bit out of my bubble
This uncomfortability was soon replaced
by relief and excitment!
For the first time I opened me eyes
and closed my mouth
I have been told that I am a good listener
and I dd not want to stop practicing my skill here
So, I listened and heard
one amazing story after another
stories of courage and hope
stories of dispair and sorrow
These stories keep coming
An excitment to be heard
is stirring through this house
of the homeless

Will you be there to listen?

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