A small/big journey
A short poem about transition
If I knew then what I know now
I’d have saved some creases on my brow!
My life as I had known it gone
The minute I walk in that home.
The building looms in front of me
Don’t like porridge, don’t like tea!
My life is packed inside my bag
My head is full of awful facts.
Now, I’m through the door I’ve found
A foreign land is all around but,
a friendly, smiling face I see
Says her name is Anne Marie.
She asks if I would like to talk
Or, maybe have a little walk?
I walk with her it’s warm and bright
She asks about the things I like.
I tell her of my life before
She smiles and wants to hear some more
We stop outside room number 2
The door’s a lovely midnight blue!
And then, as we go in I see
My treasured things in front of me!
We sit and chat a little bit
She seems to like my tales and wit!
I think that I may like it here
It’s not at all as I had feared
I know that I can still be me
My own life I can bring with me.
Alice Thomas with the Thornhill and South Ayrshire cohorts!
‘My home life’ retreat 14.08.14