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
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2022
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