the poem

My amazing daughter has written the most incredible poem.

It's called "Broken Love" & speaks of my life as it has been
the last 10 weeks with such compassion & insight.

This is her poem:

Broken Love

This entry is a tribute to the broken-hearted
The trampled on, the stompled on,
the hurt, and the cheated.

Those fighting the fight
for normalcy, for sanity.
Struggling against the painful beat
of the life-support.
To those dazed and confused,
time passes quickly.
Those who've lost their footing,
lost their harmony.
To those who hail from broken love,
the ones trying to break the chain.
to unmemorize the memories,
The unwanted, the replaced.

To all those trying not to make connections
with every single thing,
Those trying to find their melody,
remember how to sing.
Those trying to get out of bed each morning
without falling on the floor.
Those who can't catch their breath anymore.

You will be free.
You will survive.
And you will thrive.
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I want to make it into a page - frame it & hang it somewhere
that I will see it all the time.

Too many dreams of him - I wish they'd stop. I'd make much
more emotional progress without them.

Too many sad days.

I need the frequent reminder that not only will I survive -
I will *THRIVE*.

Thank you, Pink!!!