Reminder
As I drove through grief from a third death in a month
It felt like a tornado, that would not stop
Then I saw a man on the side of the road
He had crutches and only one leg
The gratitude for my legs merged with sadness
Remember, it could always be worse!
Heidi Sands
4/4/22
Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2022
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