Week of Dec 28, 2015

An Accounting

I am not in pain
and that is a good thing.

I can breathe,
what a gift!

Some things are going on,
the life I have (at some point) chosen.

To remember to be
where I am at this moment,

to appreciate a warm loving body
lying next to me,

two healthy children
to love and be loved by.

What some would give
for any of this!

Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2009

From Thrown Again into the Frazzle Machine

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