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My Comfort
By Donna A. Dissauer

You are my smile
When I am too weak.
After a while with you,
Joy returns to me.
You become my grabber,
When I can no longer reach or bend.
My driver,
When I can no longer see the road.
You are my longing hope,
When my health starts to go awry.
You are my support,
When I feel I cannot go on.
You are a younger version of myself;
My image forty years ago
Or maybe more...
You become a living memorial to me,
Liking what I like,
Doing as I do.
You return my will to go on
With the gentle touch of your hand,
Or the smile on your face.
The meal that you prepare.
My own you love as your own.
As I grow tired,
You are my energy;
My desire to enjoy
Another moment with you,
Another smile,
One more cup of coffee...




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