It seems,
more or less,
life seldom meets
my expectations.
I adapt.
Couples should not
break up in December.
Santa can’t find
single folks.
Everything I do today
affects the future,
mine and everyone’s.
Today is the most
beautiful day. I choose to
see joy and beauty.
My life’s purpose is
to care for her.
Today, she is
my caretaker.
Laid up with sciatica,
I am hoping
to soon get
back to life.
Thanksgiving:
Remembering to say thanks
for the little things each day
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