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Written 7th July 2025
There I stood at heavens pearly gates Waiting for God to decide my fate I was still a child, though very sick Hoping my passing would be quick. Then an angel suddenly appeared Took my hand and said “not yet dear” “Hold my hand and I’ll fly you home” In a flash I was back in bed alone. Home for me was a hospital ward Where the illness had to take it’s course Though it was a long painful ordeal I got well, but the pain I had was surreal. The hurt was daily, monthly and yearly Told I was too young for hip surgery My compensating knee wore out too So one operation became two. Forty years passed before the first op Two years later, the second op I got I must have had a miracle man For both surgeries went to plan. Bless all medics who take care of us Every one is a gift from above.

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Date: 7/7/2025 2:58:00 PM
they certainly can work miracles these days Beryl! hugs Jan xx
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Beryl Edmonds
Date: 7/7/2025 4:33:00 PM
Yes they can, thank you Jan. Hugs returned Beryl xx

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