Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser
The morphine made her mean. We turned her friends away,
sparing them painful memories. But, we remained, bedside.
In her dying days, we learned how to push love out
through
tough skin.
Today, at her grave, I found myself thankful for this:
How I can love this world
no matter what.
© 2017/Jamie K. Reaser
From "Truth and Beauty" (a work in progress)
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