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The Fighter

As beams through blinds half-open softly play
on mottled skin, and helpless, she depends
on doctors and on nurses, none allay
her growing agony that never ends.
 
Her dread is looming larger. She can’t rest!
She clings to life and ponders soberly
the reasons for and answers to this test.
There has to be some recourse she can’t see
beyond what they’ve endeavored yet to do!
What lesson has she not already learned
with all the many hardships she’s gone through?

She prays to have this last page left unturned,
but then that page is lifted, for one night
a breeze blows in  -  Her soul to God takes flight.

By Andrea Dietrich on Oct. 24, 2014
For the "Sketch a Character" Poetry Contest of gautami phookan

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  1. Date: 10/24/2014 11:01:00 PM

    This is a very powerful and beautiful masterpiece my dearest friend Andrea. Loving this sonnet so much. Thanks a lot for sharing & for everything! Good luck always! Sending you my loveliest hugs! Hope you're doing well always! love lots always & forever, Leonora-soupmail pls. tysm
  1. Date: 10/24/2014 10:42:00 PM

    Beautiful, absolutely beautiful my friend! You have enlightened me with this exquisite write here Andrea! I really enjoyed reading this magnificent poem here this evening! What a tremendous piece! Great Work!!
  1. Date: 10/24/2014 10:18:00 PM

    Dear Andrea: Lovely, simply lovely my friend. Lovely read. All the best then, Leon.

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