For Linda - Poem by lorry brackett
Live and watch...Breathe and dream...
While evolving emotions journey upstream.
A daunting venture...this gift of morn...
Into each day, we are reborn.
Spirits struggle. A daily task.
Insight continues to peel the mask.
A didtant glimpse of sanity appears,
A merited mirth after all these years.
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