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For the teenager
who is not doing dishes but is watching TV,
Because that
means he is at home and not on the streets.
For the taxes
that I pay,
Because it means
that I am employed.
For the mess to
clean after a party,
Because it means
that I have been surrounded by friends.
For the clothes
that fit a little too snug,
Because it means
I have enough to eat.
For my shadow
that watches me work,
Because it means
I am out in the sunshine.
For a lawn that
needs mowing, windows that need cleaning,
and gutters that need fixing,
Because it means
I have a home.
For all the
complaining I hear about the government,
Because it means
that we have freedom of speech.
For the parking
spot I find at the far end
of the parking
lot,
Because it means
I am capable of walking and that I have
been blessed with transportation.
For my huge
heating bill,
Because it means
I am warm.
For the lady
behind me in church that sings off key,
Because it means
that I can hear.
For the pile of
laundry and ironing,
Because it means
I have clothes to wear.
For weariness
and aching muscles at the end of the day,
Because it means
I have been capable of working hard.
For the alarm
that goes off in the early morning hours,
Because it means
that I am alive and have a reason to get up.
And finally . .
.
For too much
e-mail,
Because it means
I have friends who are thinking of me.
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