I wish to offer some poetic and universal truth to enliven this weeks post... indeed.
Somewhere in the strength of my shoulders, those juices are swirling... indeed.
For now, I'm weakened, in the chaos of familial madness... indeed.
My sweet Grandma, bless her heart, laid out from last weeks masectomy... indeed.
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| encapsulated in madness' warm juices |
And now, here, tonight, again in the clutches of hospital wing care... indeed.
A fall, broken hip, otherside, to add to her recovery list...indeed.
Angel keepers, white and blue, please look down, showering starlight through her window...indeed.
Keep her warm, rested in calm, imbued with the love of all our prayers...indeed.
Blessings and healing thoughts go forth, take care, -J.G.
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