A Poem

There are the all’s well days
And the days when all is not
There are the sky’s the limit days
And the days when I can’t see beyond my own eyelids
There are the take a deep sweet breath days
And the days when my door is shut
There are the open to love days 
And the days when love an illusive dream

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One Response to A Poem

  1. Kathy Brown says:

    So true. Great poem. Thank you Judy!!

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