Monday, December 13, 2021

one morning

when ill, when struck with
virus,
whether
in thought or body,
we think we'll never return
to good health.
we can't imagine
being strong again, as we
lean
against the sink,
the stove.
we walk carefully through
the world
when sick.
with hearts exposed.
we never think that there
will be an end to this.
and then
one morning.
there is,
and off we go.

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