I
turn with Love
my face to your sickness.
If one atom of my Heart
shows a squeamish impulse to run away,
let it be said
I am less Whole than you.
I turn with Love
my face and Loving touch
to Ease your sickness
and give Thanks to your Courage.
Let my Closeness
be my Prayer
for your Renewal.
~Unknown
~Beannaichte'
12 October, 2012
~To Sharon:
Is Brea' Liom Tu'! ~Beannaichte'
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