Love and concern for one sister

  Warm gestures. Longing of
hugs and kisses. Still I keep all at
a distance.

  Show my face. Better, yes.
Complete, no. Still an ever growing work
in progress until the day I lay
to sleep.

  My mind wanders through the
hazy fog. Opening up to peer into
the cleared sky.

  Ah how nice it is to have the
warm aromas greet my restless soul.

  Slow down, I must say for if
I do not a trick might switch the table.
Currently standing at the hopeful
side.

  One by one. Hour by hour I
greet friends and family. A pace
of the turtle in healing but rapid like
the cheetah in spirit. So grateful to
Jehovah for hearing, listening the prayers
sent by my friends, my family.

  One more day I can breathe.
Thank you for the sincere love of
one sister. The warmth, the hugs
and kisses are felt deep within.

  Thank you for the love and concern.