The Waltz of Wellness
Wellness varies greatly in us all.
We reach to God in His great Hall,
To have us please, be better now.
Stop the pain, please somehow?
Sometimes pain goes on, to teach,
That life is anything but a peach.
We learn our poetry reflects our soul!
Whether sick or well is that not our ultimate goal?
Not trophied sophistication?
Just us, in our open, realistic, presentation!
2-16-2022
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2022
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