Effects Come to Collect

MessyHead

The effects of a well lived life, well fought battle and well worn skin, came calling

Time to start working with my heart and not with my hands

Arthritis has come, lesions in legion

Knocking knuckles accidently, oh my fingers are singing! 

Time to move into thinking, being, breathing

I spy a role, advising, supporting
There are many ways to keep warring

Help is ever needed, and I am ever needing the fight

  • Author: MessyHead (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 20th, 2023 15:12
  • Category: Unclassified
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