The Gift

Every day is a blessing.

Each day is a gift;

you remember that.


Don’t go getting all melancholic

and blubbery

on the days that mark

sad and tragic milestones.

You’re still here, ain’t cha?

Sure you are.


Remember that on days

when your co-workers slander your name

and spread all kinds of vile gossip about you.

You just go to work

with your head held high

and thank the Good Lord

you woke up on the right side of the ground.


When your old man gets fired

and comes home late from the bar,

high on whatever powder he could get his hands on

and smelling like that old whore of an ex-girlfriend of his

and he starts blaming you for miscarrying

and losing the baby last year,

smacking you around

and calling you worthless;

well, you just remember


every day is a blessing.

Each new day is a gift.


Every time we open our eyes in this world,

means we have one more chance.


Chance for what?


Well, I guess that’s up to you.

Today is your gift, after all.


HG – 2016

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