If I were you this is what I’d say
There was a lack of oxygen at my birth.
My mom and dad were good to me growing up.
As a young man I was put in a bad place once,
but now I have a life we share together
at Clover Manor.
I know sometimes
you’re just trying to get through the day
with your own aches and worries
and caring for my body is yet another chore
in this world of many rooms and many workers
we try to make a home.
So thank you for brushing my teeth,
for washing me,
for helping me run loose in the hallway.
Thank you for my books on tape
and my poster of Kim Kardashian
in her underwear.
In return for what you’ve given me,
I’ve shown you how to be
a poet, punk, spirit guide and friend.
Hey, we all give what we can.