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Belonging

My words,
on text for ages to come

my deeds,
both silent and lovingly done

lessons,
given by people most kind

busses,
well run and always on time

celebration,
for the Recovery Day

creation,
while I was working away

kindess,
from all the people I met

meetings,
to see that all needs are set

and,
all that I am left to say is that I am...

thankful,
for A Place to Belong

Andrew Janson Welles

Andrew, a College student visiting from the USA, spent some of his summer vacation time with A Place to Belong. This poem reflects something of his experience.