Jun 7, 2010

June 7, 2010 (for Lisa)

When you see the face

of the sick one

it fills you with sadness

a penetrating

hurting sadness

but you feel happy
when you see their

shining smiles
look down at you

and it pushes

the sadness away
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  1. UnknownJune 29, 2010 at 9:50 AM

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  2. Alicia WilliamsJune 30, 2010 at 12:21 PM

    That is so true Jill. Love it!!

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  3. Janneke FallauxJuly 1, 2010 at 8:46 AM

    Q:
    shinning?
    do u mean shining?
    sry im always goin crazy bout grammar,
    but it bothers me

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  4. LisaKAugust 29, 2010 at 1:06 AM

    Jill dearest ... it's 4a.m. and I'm wide awake as has often been the case this summer during my treatment ... your poem is filling me with peace. Thank you.

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