Day 3- The best part of me :)

"That was kinship in its broadest meaning, extending further than blood and tribe into a larger affinity and commonality. It is a safety net that improves the material dimension of life; for those who have that network of connectedness and caring within a family and beyond, the brink of poverty is a less dangerous place" (Shipler 180).

With another day of Habitat for Humanity construction behind me, I think I may take a different approach to my blogging. One of my favorite teachers of all time was my AP Language and Composition teacher, as well as my Creative Writing teacher, Mrs. McGovern. A right side of the brain thinker and a lover of all things creative, Mrs. McGovern always insisted that poetry- in its raw and unedited form- is the most efficient way to delve into the thoughts of the conscious and subconscious. So, without further adieu, here is a poetic analysis of my day. (Keep in mind, it's unedited, so it may leave some to be desired.)

Hear, hear, the sound of wind 
Rustle through the gaps,
Between the slats of a shingled roof
Just off the beaten path. 

I was once told that the human race
Could not withstand the force 
Of what some call a perfect storm-
Nor a condition worse. 

See, see, the dripping paint 
Envelop all it knows,
Cloaked with such sincerity 
It traces every fold. 

I was once told that I, myself, 
Could never change the world
For true change comes from only strong- 
And "sorry" is my word. 

Feel, feel, anxieties 
Slowly slip away.
It's your best self that you've brought here
Pay no heed to what they say. 

#AlfonnerLove <3