Deborah’s journey is an inspiration to us all. Namaste and Blessed Be! ❤
Fill the Body, Mind, Spirit With Hope!
Sometimes you just have to laugh, rather than cry.
It does no good to wonder why.
A writer/editor needs her hands
To create and massage the words that land
On her desk or spring from her brain.
But who’s to pen them? It’s silly insane…
To watch irony wreak havoc again…
A story, a novel…of course that’s when
All the words come together in the perfect blend.
You’ve been looking for them a long, long time.
It doesn’t matter that they don’t even rhyme.
But the howling laughter of the ridiculousness
Of a healing wrist, captive in a brace, no less,
Breaking out in hives from that which heals and defends.
Such are the joys of Lupus, my friends.
The wolf will not get me as I count my blessings.
I’m alive today…no second guessing…
I can poke fun at insidious Lupus
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