Somewhere above the pain there is life
A place where one can live and function
Where hopes and dreams can still be achieved
Living above the pain does not make it go away
It only allows one to be in control
Pain lies rooted in one’s being
A constant reminder
Rearing its ugly head
Vying for control
Only to be suppressed once more
By hope determination and faith
Unwilling to resign oneself to fate
Knowing that above the pain
Above the pills
There is light and hope
It is a choice one must make
Every day all day long
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*A tribute to my wife Ruth, who makes this choice every day, all day long!
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Thank you so much for reposting this one!
Dwight
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