Accepting LimitationsA Poem by SaraplentyI cannot preach you a silvery sermon but I can
make you look to the heavens while worshipping my body as you beg for mercy down on your knees.
I cannot put an end to world hunger but I can
create a buffet of delicious decadent treats prepared with steady hands to feed your malnourished soul.
I cannot find a cure for cancer but I can
bring to your bedside a first-aid kit filled with healing love surpassing any shot or pill.
I cannot promise you tomorrow but I can
pledge to stand by your side take your honest hand in mine forget to stare down the time that would threaten to make this night end. © 2011 SaraplentyAuthor's Note
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Added on March 31, 2011Last Updated on March 31, 2011 AuthorSaraplentyDallas, TXAboutI am awesome. And sometimes, I vomit things on to paper to aid in breathing. I write for me, to release what it is I am feeling at that moment, and because I like turning those feelings into so.. more..Writing
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