More from my wonderful friend, Mike
I am the one you saw in the sleeping bag while you parked your car.
I am one of those you saw standing in line for breakfast, actually you were gawking.
I am the one you saw walking towards the light rail.
I am the one who stood so you would have a place to sit on the train since I was taking a short ride.
I am one of those you see on a daily basis as you walk by the drop-center, again you gawked.
I am the one you saw sitting at Pioneer Courthouse Square reading a book while you ate lunch.
I am the one you saw as you hightailed it back to work so you would not be late.
I am the one you saw walking by as you took your afternoon break.
I am the one you saw while talking to you friends at the bus stop after work.
I am the one you saw while you were having dinner with friends at the restaurant with outdoor seating.
I am the one you saw as you and your friends went barhopping.
I am the one you saw as you stumbled down the sidewalk after far too much to drink.
Did you remember me?
Denie 05/3/09 12:16 PM |
Hey Ken,
Thank you and Mike for sharing this. May I repost this on my blog, I think others need to read this? Love to you…Denie
Mike 05/4/09 9:32 AM |
I would be more than happy if you were to do so but I suggest getting the copy from my site since I made some minor changes to it.
You will find it here.
http://pdxurbanoutdoorsman.wordpress.com/2009/04/19/iam/
Denie 05/4/09 1:47 PM |
Will do Mike and thank you so much…..lots of love to you!
http://denietackett.blogspot.com/
http://www.myspace.com/denietackett
xola 05/5/09 9:10 PM |
It was good to see you on Sunday, sir. I am thankful for hearing what you have to share. Every time. It’s hard to change your brain into thinking of people who live outdoors as ‘people’ after being inundated with the ideology that those outside are animals. Maybe, some living outside come to believe that they are animals and lose their spirit, their voice. Even those who live indoors have similar battles of self-depreciation. It seems like it can be a vicious circle of hurt. Simply because of fear of the different, the unknown. It all seems to often be the human condition of existence. Forgiveness of self and those who do harm (intended or otherwise) is a jagged mountain to beat. Thanks Mike.