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Aug 2014
His shadow glides past the window, and door opens wide,
That welcoming invitation to join him by his side.
The walk around is relaxed and warm,
The security and reassurance I'll come to no harm.

A week full of tension, all now in the past,
An hour to express, relax and sit fast.
I walk out the door my conscience now clear,
A smile on my face and no sign of a tear.

I'm happy I made the phone call and happier still,
another week, another visit and there will be several more ..there will .
It was a big step to come this far and now that I've made it I will 'keep going' and with his help I will make it.
Elizabeth Quirke
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