A GiftA Poem by Tarry FranckJust because you don't see the pain outside of the person doesn't mean it's not happening on the inside. Most sufferers with such diseases, I pray that you we all be respected every day!Moments of dementia Race through my mind Do I come or go? Live or die? However, I know Life is a precious gift Given to all We must learn to stand Instead of fall Even sometimes stumble Instead crawl No matter what the situation may be From it all, we live and learn An no matter who or what labels us We must never forget We remain free.
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Added on January 14, 2013Last Updated on January 14, 2013 AuthorTarry FranckLA, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutOnce upon life...there was time more..Writing
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