For her care
Poem by Chan Mongol
June 01 of 2022
I can take care of her with her wheelchair;
I still can pour water at the plant of the flower.
I can't help all but I can help at least one;
As a companion, she deserves more life, more fun.
Somewhere out there, she is in danger;
I can walk to her with stamina as leftover!
Sick or healthy, what is a companionship?
It is to give comfort, to avoid the grief.
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