......You had the gift of happiness,
To see the radiance of life
Within the ruthless face.
Cancer, heart attacks, and strokes,
Cancer, heart attacks, and strokes,
Paralysis and pain,
A flood that left you penniless
. . .And still you smiled again.
It wasn't pure naivete
It wasn't pure naivete
Or something just not there,
Or, even worse, an inner lie
That said you didn't care.
It was a certain blessedness
It was a certain blessedness
Attained by very fewT
hat let you live within a love
Within the love in you.
Anonymous


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