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Input

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By Aspen Marie Published 7 months ago Updated 7 months ago 1 min read
Painting: mine

Two people in a room

Are praising my character

Output is a funny thing

Accolades for proficient production

Never pierce interior walls

It's easy to acquire compliments

Meant to acknowledge

Diligent attention

And hard work

Simply a social convention

From which

Elegant manners spring

I have been

In service to others

My entire life

Exchanging time and sweat

Creative energy

For concrete resources

Sustaining my family

And filling my belly

Is what I do

The sum of

Who I am

This afternoon

An electrician and a contractor

Stood in my basement

Assessing considerable damage

Making lists, tallying costs

By chance, I overheard them speak

From the eternal fountain

Of true human kindness

Lauding my loving nature

No gain to be had

For saying nice things

To be admired

For who I am

Beyond what I do

Is a gift without measure

Never to be

Taken for granted

With care, I nestled

Their appraising grace

Within my sacred chambers

To carry it with me

Always

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Aspen Marie

In love with life and all of its foibles.

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  • Mahmood Afridi6 months ago

    Your poem feels like a quiet reflection on the noise we absorb daily — how the world’s chaos filters into our minds and hearts. 'Input' speaks to the silent overwhelm, the craving for stillness in a world that never stops. Beautifully introspective and deeply relatable.🖤🔊🧠

  • Komal6 months ago

    We often wear our worth like overalls—practical, worn, sometimes unnoticed. But when someone sees us, not the tasks, not the sweat… just us? That’s soul fuel. Keep that tucked close. You earned it, not through effort but through essence. 😊

  • Euan Brennan6 months ago

    Being unused to kindness and compliments really does make the moments when we receive them a little confounding, and then we store it away like squirrels. Of course you deserve all the compliments, Marie. The fact those two talked highly of you is showing of your great character! 💛 I'm guessing they're in the basement to fix the crack that appeared the other day? (lol, sorry. Just curious)

  • Amy6 months ago

    True human kindness ❤️

  • Awww, that would have been such a wonderful feeling. Loved your poem!

  • Seema Patel6 months ago

    We must be true to self. No joy like it.

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