Thank You

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36. The Lover (11.28.25)

I couldn’t have known you’d kick me into dirt

But how else would I have found I’d survive?

Long after I’ve processed the last bit of hurt

I’ll stand truly and wonderfully alive.

What else is there to do?

I guess I should thank you.

There are blessings to be sure.

None could have unfolded without you.

The day you showed me the door

Was the one I began to doubt you.

Since you left me no choice

There was no other way

But to find my own voice

And face another day.

Here I loom at my highest height

Hardly diminished by your bruise.

Now it’s fading swiftly from sight

And you’re the one who’s bound to lose.

I look in the mirror with a smile I’ve earned

And rest in sweet repose upon my bed.

I’ve got lessons I’ve learned and no one I’ve burned