Caren Krutsinger Poet Terza Rima

Winning the Numbers Game Today

Flowing into healthy sun
Beams subtle on my face
Mama’s ills are often none.

Hands peek in a good grace
Obviously I am still needed
Battle won, continue earthly race

Healthy cuticle glow completed
Hands sparkle, vibrancy attack
Fears and woes superseded

My aches and pains are pushed way back
Sitting on my porch, completely alive
Wondering at the clutter and clack

Numbers game, six. Seven. Five.
Two X’s, 6’s, and 9 lives won.
Like a giant cat, Vitamin D keeps me alive

I marvel at my pretty skin
Amazed at the great shape she’s now back in

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Michelle Faulkner October 26, 2019 at 3:32 PM Sunlight can heal so much, the flower of your soul yearns for it! Caren Krutsinger October 29, 2019 at 11:58 AM I yearn for it, and thrive on it.

Rhona Mcferran October 23, 2019 at 7:52 PM Yay!!! Sounds like you'll have that fresh-from-Bali Trixie-sparkle back in no time! ;) Caren Krutsinger October 25, 2019 at 5:28 AM I was optimistic for an hour or so. Pain medicine does not agree with me.

P.S. Awtry October 21, 2019 at 1:08 AM I hope this is not a dream and that you are truly on the mend!

P.S. Awtry October 21, 2019 at 1:08 AM I hope this is not a dream and that you are truly on the mend! Caren Krutsinger October 21, 2019 at 8:47 AM This was my feeling yesterday as I sat in the sun happily staring at my skin which was starting to turn color again.