These words that I have,
that have been floating around in my head for weeks;
They actually work!

They gain me passage into a foreign land,
they give dignity with charity,
they make the the girl at the cash register giggle
and they help me find my way.

They get me a room at a reduced rate,
They keep the deisel out of my tank
and get the right octane in.

The Spirit also speaks,
as some now know,
in broken Spanish.

Awkward as I am,
my halting use of what is theirs
puts me in my place,
even if they don´t deserve theirs.