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May 2018
how do I weave between
showered words and pain abounding
in my small canoe

guess Ill use this paddle
this one carved by love
deep it strokes with understanding
shared loss
echoed pain
laughing through our tears
we forge a path
of healing
lined by hope
and we are not
alone
Sky
Patricia Sky Bellefleur
Written by
Patricia Sky Bellefleur  68/F/British Columbia Canada
(68/F/British Columbia Canada)   
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