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The Promise

Pain grips my body,
forcing me to face
my own mortality

i will conquer it
until its sting fades
and I can rise again

Until then,
wait for me, dear friends
for I will return to you,
once again.

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A succinct and carefully worded write that gets to the heart of things
I hope this doesn't mean that all is not well
Thinking of you

Love judy

'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)

I'm recovering from surgery, dear. They've put the heart pacer to steady my heartbeat and now they need to see if its compatible. Still hurts sometime. Thanks for the kind words. Glad that you liked it.


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