The Thief and the storm

Like the thief and the storm, stroke takes without concern.

Endless work, rebuilding ensues like Spring, welcomes Hope.

Leaves scattered, bud once more.

Flowers bloom, birds sing and make love.

Are we selfish to desire at least?


Bob Miller
Strokes Suck

 

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