A Mind Thing

pain is a mind thing blue skys Each day I awake and kiss the stubs on my hand - - - now, five of them. I never broke! Remembering each day, I thankfully kiss the feet of God in my mind. I thank him for the fact that they have only cut off another joint. All night they threatened - - - and had finally cut it off. I recoup while they get some sleep. I never broke, but I cried. I begged, pleaded and cussed, because they wanted a show more than the information. I had learned self-hypnosis as a kid. Little did I think then of how I would use it. So, here I sit today. No fingers, no toes. I need about fifty skin grafts but you know?- - - I’m all right !!. I’m all right. I have loved and felt love. I have had the joy of being a son, a brother, a husband and a father. I don’t owe anyone an apology. Now, I pray to be able to look deep within myself. I want to retreat far enough into my mind to find that bridge. I want the path to the other side. So, sleepy, so much blooo ......... . . . !