Getting On With Life
Learning over and over
to make concessions,
making do with what I've got
and where I am contented
in the home I am allotted.
Watching older women and men
passing, with a smile on their face
and I wonder if they know,
when I smile back, how much I care
and how much we have in-common.
Until I am allowed again,
in my little space within,
I ponder for answers.
The direction for me
is always the same:
“Forgiveness, understanding
and unconditional love.”
Grateful to the source I cannot see
yet strongly feel its protection and peace,
I am whole again and ready to face
the next challenge.
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