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)
- Published: December 20th, 2023 15:12
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 5
Comments1
Very well done.
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