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No bright sunshine today, a magic forest outside
my window, dusky sunshine filtered through
clouds washing filigree ferns and broad Strelitzia
leaves in soft fluorescent green
The blue baldachin of yesterday’s sky becomes
a soft silver canopy enclosing a small enchanted
slice of life, a Jack Russell and I sitting side by
side enclosed nostalgically inside
Melodies, orchestral pieces bringing memories
safe within grandma Alice’s meticulous care
creating a safe space in which to read to my
heart’s content, emotional events that made
me flee from life, today I’m revisiting old tales
to wean myself of their debilitating influence
no longer willing to drag my shocked emotional
self unwillingly behind my intellectual mind
always holding me down with its first
impressions, today I know we are free to
do and dream, physical pain is temporary,
shock can be overcome…
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