Dear Social Worker,
Thank you
for helping me be
a better member
of society.
Thank you
for helping me
cope with
anxiety.
Thank you
for the pills
that aren't making me
quite happy
(but are helping!).
Thank you
for the talks
and listening to me.
If nothing else
having someone listen
means the most to me.
Thank you
for explaining
other situations
which may arise for me.
Thank you
for showing
another way,
another road,
open to me.
Thank you
for reminding me
it's not all
about me.
me me me.
Thank you
for teaching me
to live
without constantly
needing you
to hold my hand.
Thank you for teaching me
to hold my own hand.
With gratitude,
Hillery
About the Creator
Hillery D. Keefer
Hi! ^_^
My name is Hillery, with an 'e.' Nice to meet you. I'm new here but I've been writing poetry and flash fiction since I was a child. I like to write in the way that I think, so I guess it's kind of stream-of-consciousness at times.
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Comments (2)
Nice and feel good. Holding our own hands is harder than it sounds.
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