It's been several weeks since I limped
through the front door, joyous at the thought
of being at home.
Beside beloved Alison, who'd sat at my bed-
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Yes, Jerry, can't tell you how happy we ALL are that you are back home and making a successful recovery. Now, let's have more poetry from the mind of Jerry, I say! Think about you every day old pal.......
'Tis always good to be home from a life threatening ordeal... Each breath is deliciously sweet. That which is before you, vibrant. A lovers touch, more sensuous. As good as it is for you to be home Jerry, it is as good for the rest of us that it is so!
Great! Weeks later we found the same kind-hearted soul through the front door of the World.
Dear Jerry, I am so happy to see you are well enough to write, and write in a positive way about your ordeal... Life has no guarentees Jerry, but even with odds are given not in our favor, it STILL depends on the man upstairs, and WHEN he is ready for us..... So happy you are at home, maybe alison now can fatten you up, hospital food is terrible, I think pig food is better! ! Bonnie
I love how you added your animals in this poem! Great JOB