Thank you, bones for all you allow,
ambling on as I am wont to do
toward duty, doom or affirmation -
jumping for joy or folding a caress.
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Hi Robert what fun! ! ...lovely and graceful praise for our faithful and enduring armatures..... well-sung...! ! thankyou.... Love, D.
A lovely shambling poem with a great big heart. If only we all responded to our bodies with reverence, you do in this sweet poem instead of forever bemoaning their lack of perfection. I had a friend who died at fifty of ovarian cancer. Enid used to say during her last days - life is such a gift. Never look a gift horse in the mouth. Your humor and your compassion are always in harmony Robert. I salute your lovely bones - and mine. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥