Captivated by bridges
connection previously
assumed impossible

A grandchild’s love
the loyalty of a dog
the kinship of writers

I watch life pass by
flash on sorrow, till
bridges restore peace.

(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)

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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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