Update the day after surgery: I may be a bit green from the meds, but my kids are bringing me tea and tucking my blankets tighter. I’m managing to keep down simple foods. Thanks for all the good wishes, friends. Life is good. Hope you have a magical week!
When the anesthesia mask is tightened,
I won’t think of scalpels.
No, sir.
I’ll remember the way wildflowers dance,
humming with honeybees.
Yes, ma’am. Continue reading
Aglow with new growth,
Aglow with joy,
Blood to pump
and thoughts to run,
toward the sky, afloat,
on high.
This is life,
in all its ups and downs,
magic pulsing,
sick then well,
in pain then resting.
Thanks for my breath,
free of pain,
thanks for sunshine,
warm on my skin,
for hugs from my kin and
another day to begin.
Copyright 2015 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: I’ve recovering well from the surgery, and I feel the poetry coursing in my veins again. I hope the magic finds you, lifts you and makes your heart and imagination soar. XOXO, Brenda
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