It is a miracle to have a home, to be in a home where there are 3 meals plus snacks everyday, where my bed is comfortable, where there are people who are amiable, with a roommate who cares, with entertainment every hour, with computer access and Internet and software usage. It is a miracle to be warm in the winter and cool in the summer. It is a miracle not to be hungry at all during the daytime. It is a miracle to get sleep at night. It is a miracle to read good books and to own them. It is a miracle to have library access in my neighborhood. It is a miracle to win prizes at a Bingo game. It is a miracle to watch The Wizard of OZ movie on my home television set in a large dining room filled with people like in a theater. It is a miracle to walk next door to go to a center to upload my poetry onto a blog. It is a miracle to walk 2 blocks east and be on a sandy beach shore of the Great Lake Michigan. It is a miracle to see children playing games in a nearby park. It is a miracle not to need a car to get anywhere, access to buses and trains just outside my front door that lead to everywhere. It is a miracle to live in the Heart of Chicagoland and be with native Chicagoans, a diversified people, but who are all like me. It is a miracle to be happy where I am, with whom I associate, and doing what I love to do. Life itself is a miracle and it is a miracle to have miracles in my life!
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