Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

Her Magic Room

No longer can she play 'midst waterfalls
    or dive into a clear blue lake
  Part of her forever stalled
    part arthritic ache

  Yet in her home a magic room
    wherein's dispelled the gloom
  Flick-o'-the-wrist a gentle rain
    to wash away the pain

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Unseeking Seeker November 30, 2022 at 6:50 AM Acceptance

Sally Eslinger November 29, 2022 at 2:39 PM And here, Gershon, you have gifted us with a magical poem that lightens the heart and brightens moods. A delighting write! Thanks Gershon Wolf November 29, 2022 at 3:37 PM So glad this one touched you, Sally. Light and Illumination, Gershon

Heidi Sands November 29, 2022 at 10:13 AM Ways to find relief for sure . A must ! :) Gershon Wolf November 29, 2022 at 3:36 PM Remember when Relief was spelled R O L A I D S. Well, this is not that kind of relief. lol. Thanks, Heidi

Kim Rodrigues November 29, 2022 at 8:25 AM A poignant write. We must change our pace but still find joy in what we can. Sometimes it is scratching an itch, balming the pain. Gershon Wolf November 29, 2022 at 3:33 PM And sometimes it is scratching you-know-what ('cos I sure don't know). lol.

Becky Forbes November 29, 2022 at 12:43 AM The shower? Gershon Wolf November 29, 2022 at 3:32 PM Or - perhaps - as we call it here in Chicago, home of Da Cubs, Da Sox, Da Bears, and Da Bulls ----- Da Shower!