My Poem - Artistic Interpretation
My Clouds
Awoke one saturday morning
A stormy day coming for me
Storm clouds gathering darkly gray
Opened the door a crack to see
Out of my grasp open it swung
Gaping, wind and clouds gushing in
They swooped me up afraid to fall
With raspy voice clouds spoke to me
Hold tight, one saying , don't you fall
There was nothing else I could do
Up we went to nowhere special
Clouds stayed with me they didn't leave
Dimly through the mist I can see
Still holding tight I'll not let loose
Clouds are all I have it's been years
Feeling safe with them, here I stay
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved
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My sister-in-law was airlifted via helicopter Sunday morning to the Shreveport LSU Hospital.
They gave her wonderful care, ER, ICR, and Friday discharged to her hometown hospital for inpatient therapy.
She will have speech, physical, and occupational therapy. She has heavy needs in all those areas.
We, the rest of family, and many, many others are praying for her, her recovery, and loving family.
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