Today I feel pain.
Today I feel.
Today I see a body worn down.
Today I see.
Today I hear the sound of feet running past me.
Today I hear.
Tomorrow I get up and do it again.
Tomorrow I get up.
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Thank you
Karen Lee Richards
Wednesday, April 29, 2009 at 05:48 PM
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Very poignant poem!! Thank you for sharing it.