There is a place that I still go after all these years

where entering in I feel at home with people I don’t know

doing the best they can in times of uncertainty

for life has its ups and downs……we come to share our woes and our victories

the staff knows my face for I have been coming here for years
I stopped drinking long ago an no one seems to care they accept me as I am although I must admit it isn’t always clear

just to have a place to go where I don’t worry about fitting in….. a Noah’s Art of Broken Toys where we don’t have to pretend

We can engage or sit quietly when we need to be alone…..they seem to know where we are by our face and by our tone

just hearing the commotion helps us to weather the storm

No matter what state I’m in…. I always feel at home

no matter what state I’m in…. I always feel at home

Otooles…… my shelter from the rain

almost david

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