Recovery
Love for him has lessened with the passing time.
Agonizing moments shift to fleeting hours.
Inner wounds and surface sores are doing fine.
Grieve not for days gone by when memory sours.
Standing on my own as sunlit kisses shine,
I thank God for His wondrous healing powers.
In life’s changing seasons I will love again.
Firstly, asking God if this one He did send.
9/26/2022
OTTAVA RIMA Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: L MILTON HANKINS
Copyright © Janis Thompson | Year Posted 2022
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