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Today I made progress

In a different sort of way

It wasn’t real spectacular

But it was a taxing day.

I did a load of laundry

And neglected all my naps,

I sat and did some paperwork

And limited my snacks.

I went outside again today,

To you it isn’t hard,

But I was awful pleased this time:

I got past my front yard.

I didn’t let the hours pass

Without a trifling thought,

I washed some dishes,

Cleaned my room,

I actually did a lot!


I realize that you cannot see

The effort that things take for me.

Where’s your job,

You might be saying.

How do you manage the bills you’re paying?

My children are at college, working!

The list is not complete; there are duties you must be shirking.


But my husband is proud,

He no longer sees,

The weak beaten woman,

Cut off at the knees

The suicidality is much better now,

And the voices no longer scream “Oh God, HOW?”

The thing to remember when looking at success

Is how in your life you are privileged or blessed.

Your status is less important day by day

Then the measure of what exactly has changed.

A little is a lot, you know,

When it wouldn’t have happened a while ago.


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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Sat 18th Jan 2020 16:39

This is fresh and honest. Good one.

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Jordyn Elizabeth

Sat 18th Jan 2020 04:41

Awe? I love this! Keep going? This is a poem well done.

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