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Dearest (Carol)

Your kindness and generosity shine bright

Like a guiding star in the darkest night

Getting to know you has been such a pleasure

At Bible Study, bonding over scripture and prayer


I cherish the moments we’ve spent together

Filled with laughter, love, and heartfelt chatter

Your presence in my life brings true delight

Filling my days with joy and endless light


Through conversation and shared meals we’ve shared

Building a friendship that’s loving and rare

With you by my side, I feel God’s embrace

Throughout the years, together we’ll embrace


Thank you for being a friend so dear

For walking beside me and always being near

Here’s to many more years of blessings untold

As we continue to grow, both young and old


With gratitude and love, I say

Thank you, dear (Name Removed), for brightening my way

May our friendship blossom like flowers in bloom

Forever connected, forever to loom


Merry Christmas!


This is another poem I sent to a "Friend" for Christmas, 2023. I honestly didn't mean half of what I wrote. Like with my mother, the, "Kill 'em with Kindness," technique is what I was trying to use. This person grew up with my mother, and lives in domestic violence and in a very chaotic and toxic environment. The full story will be posted at a later time. This family did take me in when I had nowhere to go, and I was shaped to never do anything wrong against the family for, "What they did for me." I feel bad for this friend and I understand the cycle of domestic violence and generational trauma, but I had to distance myself, why trying so very hard to protect the children in that home and I failed miserably. I feel like kindness can go a long way. Telling people the good they've done and making them feel a bunch of unicorns and roses while living through railroad spikes and knives can make a world of difference. Currently, I'm on their shit list and her husband wants to throw me in a woodchipper for telling CPS the truth, but what can you do?




 
 
 

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