Where peace keep you,
there the soul plays –

Ask the sun her best day,
the flower, her mind –
open one moment,
though another away.

We live star-eyed,
fill our home
find a little fun –

Game must be nice,
like you please, sister,
promised positive.

(Fridays, I visit Magnetic Poetry online for inspiration.)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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