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Doctor Brings Me Back

Holding the boulder. Can I swim? Sure. Gurgle. Gurgle. Jumping on a trampoline. Want to see? Of course I have done it before. Broken nose. Diving from a cliff Landing on hidden underground city. Dead now. Flying toward heaven Angels try to keep up Want to see my guardians Keeping me alive With a broken neck. Doctor brings me back. Holding my own. Barely alive. Wishing to still be flying. Life here is not life.

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Ann Gilmour

Date: 10/1/2019 8:37:00 PM

Such a powerful write Caren and yes who would want to be kept alive when there is no life. Great message, great poem, so cleverly written Caren. With kindest thoughts Ann xx

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 10/2/2019 7:57:00 AM

Thank you my friend. I have worked with Make a Wish foundation and the children I met who were terminal had the most HAPPY spirits I have ever seen! Life is not here. It is in heaven.