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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

Date: 11/30/2022 6:50:00 AM

Acceptance

Sally Eslinger

Date: 11/29/2022 2:39:00 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
Date: 11/29/2022 3:37:00 PM

So glad this one touched you, Sally. Light and Illumination, Gershon

Heidi Sands

Date: 11/29/2022 10:13:00 AM

Ways to find relief for sure . A must ! :)

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/29/2022 3:36:00 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

Date: 11/29/2022 8:25:00 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
Date: 11/29/2022 3:33:00 PM

And sometimes it is scratching you-know-what ('cos I sure don't know). lol.

Becky Forbes

Date: 11/29/2022 12:43:00 AM

The shower?

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/29/2022 3:32:00 PM

Or - perhaps - as we call it here in Chicago, home of Da Cubs, Da Sox, Da Bears, and Da Bulls ----- Da Shower!