the godfather

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Smetimes the sun shines brightly

At night underneath

A bleak darkened sky

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Warm arms hold her close,

A smile shines on a bright day,

Sweet love holds the time.

miss you mom❤️

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It’s been five years since the storm.

My body remembers the struggle,

but my soul remembers the light.

I’m still healing, still learning to begin again.

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Five years since my stroke — still fighting, still healing. It’s not easy when I can’t do what I used to, but I’m learning that strength looks different now.

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Sometimes the sun shines brightly at night

underneath a bleak darkened sky

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my morning walk

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Tired of Being Tired

This body is weary,

Burdened by endless pain and worry.

Like waves that never cease to crash,

Draining strength, drowning the fight at last.

With every sob, a sharp ache clings,

A question whispers, “Will this suffering end?”

Yet in the darkness, a faint light gleams,

A fragile hope that fights to be seen.

Through this harsh path, hold on to faith,

The pain will fade; the sorrow won’t stay.

At the end of this torment, peace will come,

And you’ll rise whole—free and calm.

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my morning walk

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goodmorning all!