Paper Lives

“PAPER LIVES”
By: Rachel Carrera, Director of Marketing and Community Relations

The delicate flowers adhered to the wall
Seem to wilt as the wallpaper peels;
As I watch their paper lives ebb away,
I can’t help but know how that feels.

I was handed my diagnosis after
So many tests that I couldn’t refute it,
It felt like a life sentence was passed on to me
Sealing my fate, and I couldn’t commute it.

Even as I watched vial after vial after vial
Of crimson liquid being drawn from my arm,
I held onto the hope – nay, the knowledge, belief –
That there was no cause for alarm.

But then came the day after numerous tests
The doctor told me I have lupus;
I knew my life would be forever changed,
And wondered just how I’d get through this.

With my hair falling out, the inflammation and pain,
And every ounce of my energy taken,
I couldn’t handle another thing!
I never felt more lost and Godforsaken.

“Why’d You do this to me?” I cried to the Lord,
“Haven’t I been through enough?”
“Trust me, my child,” He whispered in my ear,
“I’ll be with you when life gets more tough.”

“What do You mean when it ‘gets more tough,’” I asked;
“I’ve already seen much adversity.”
Then God told me, “Child, I’ve shown you bad times
So that you could appreciate my mercy.”

So I looked back on my life, and I thanked God right then
For all He had sacrificed to save me;
And I promised to always praise His holy name
Even when my lupus enslaved me.

Since then, I’ve remained in a state of constant flare,
Nearly each day’s brought physical pain;
But the few random good days have delivered me hope
And a promise that it won’t always rain.

So I look toward the sun and hope it shines on my face,
And I pray that the storm will soon taper;
And I reflect on the good times and forget all the bad
In this delicate life made of paper.

This poem was in response to Dean Burnetti Law’s staff poetry challenge to celebrate National Poetry Month.

#LupusAwareness

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Injury

“INJURY”
By: Rachel Carrera, Director of Marketing and Community Relations

If you were hurt on your journey
Or practicing taxidermy
And carried out on a gurney,
You need an attorney.

I’ve got your lawyer right here,
He doesn’t know fear,
He’s braver than a buccaneer
And more clever than Shakespeare.

He dresses up on Halloween
Like a sports figurine
Or a sly wolverine,
Of course I’m talking about Dean!

Dean’s definitely your guy!
He’s your biggest ally
To make your settlement multiply;
So just ask him to drop by.

Dean Burnetti’s the lawyer you want,
He never will act nonchalant,
In the courtroom, he’s a feared commandant,
From Key West all the way to Vermont.

Okay, the part about Vermont’s not really true,
But Dean Burnetti is luckier than a horseshoe.
In case you think this feels like déjà vu,
Yes, Dean Burnetti’s the attorney for you!

This poem was in response to Dean Burnetti Law’s staff poetry challenge to celebrate National Poetry Month.

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Down Home

“DOWN HOME”
By: C. Hodges, Case Manager

Trading my heels for boots and spurs,
I am no cowgirl, that for sure.
Back to my roots and small town dreams,
In what seems like forever since my teens.
I made my way to the top
Dreaming of the future so I never would stop
I only felt I would have a moment to stay
Realizing later I should have basked in the day
Memories are meant to be made,
Take a deep breath and enjoy each moment of every day.


This poem was in response to Dean Burnetti Law’s staff poetry challenge to celebrate National Poetry Month.

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Accident

“ACCIDENT”
By: Rachel Carrera, Director of Marketing and Community Relations

If you’ve been involved
In an unpleasant car crash,
If your back is hurt
And you suffer whiplash,
If you got bitten by a dog
And messed up your moustache,
Or slipped on a banana
And lost an eyelash,
Or your Pampers were tainted
And you got diaper rash,
Just call Dean Burnetti,
He’ll do a mad dash
To the courthouse, he’ll get there
Quicker than a flash
And that’s where the Big Guy
Will get you some cash.
Don’t worry! He’s a gentleman,
He never acts brash.
So write down his number,
Don’t throw it in the trash.
Don’t make me repeat this,
Don’t make me rehash:
Call Dean Burnetti now
Or you’ll suffer backlash!

This poem was in response to Dean Burnetti Law’s staff poetry challenge to celebrate National Poetry Month.

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Scars

“SCARS”
By: T. Green, Paralegal

Am I so different because of my scars?
Is that the reason you peer so hard?
Am I so different because of the things I cannot do?
Does that really make me less normal than you?

Am I so different, so different from you?
Is making me uncomfortable a pleasure for you?
If my inabilities are upsetting to one and all,
Just try to remember that my life is no fun at all.

You see me like this and wince as I pass by;
Never once do you notice the tear in my eye;
It’s not my injuries that make me cry;
It’s your stares and snide comments as I walk by.

So, please, I implore you, take this to heart;
I am truly human, not a species apart,
This injury is my burden, a heavy one, too;
If not for a misfortune, this me could be you.

This poem was in response to Dean Burnetti Law’s staff poetry challenge to celebrate National Poetry Month.

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Slow

“SLOW”
By: Jana Canfield, Paralegal

I see how slow a snail can be
They seem to be so care free
Is being slow really a crime
When just the size of a dime

Just as slow as a snail goes by
Every movement he still tries
The journey seems far too long
But the snail remains strong

The snail sets his pace
Continues the race
Don’t always be in a hurry
It’s about the journey

Take a look at the path of a snail
He leaves his mark along the trail
Leave a mark wherever you go
Even if things seem too slow

A snail doesn’t care
that he is slow
He is just going whereever
he wants to go

As you go along your way
Take a breath, enjoy the day
Worry less about the dread
Focus on the path ahead

This poem was in response to Dean Burnetti Law’s staff poetry challenge to celebrate National Poetry Month.

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Big Dean (Alternate Version)

“BIG DEAN (Alternate Version)”
By: Rachel Carrera, Director of Marketing and Community Relations

An attorney named Big Dean Burnetti
Likes meatballs served with his spaghetti;
He’s an Italian descendant,
And he sues bad Defendants,
And when he wins, he throws green confetti.

This poem was in response to Dean Burnetti Law’s staff poetry challenge to celebrate National Poetry Month.

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