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WSJ Love Poem
January 16, 2015
Six months…
first summer since diagnosis.
I hold back the pain,
rapidly growing anxiety,
and overwhelming ailments.
John is my breath,
my quality of life,
and a therapist.
One who…
gives a vacation to everyday life,
costs a great deal to help me,
is of spiritual support,
and my regimen oxygen.
His radiation feels acute,
with legs that stand for me,
and a satisfaction boost for relief.
A lifestyle...
that walk-the-walk,
growing day-by-day,
a stable medicine back-to-back,
and an optimistic cure growing down my spine.
© Grace L., Bacolod City, Philippines
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