At last it has happened, with my heart tired and worn,
True sorrow is felt, salty tears are the form.
My hands and lips quiver, of the pain from this thorn.
How could this go on to awake on such a morn?
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This is a goodie, to be sure. Your emotions evident and clear and shared deeply by me. Smoothly and descriptively inviting, yet sad, of course. My best, Carol