When in my down state,

I am aware that I carry an animal.

I spend half my life and time in making sure

that I don’t slip from my solid rock.

So not half but all of my heart rings with songs of thanks.

That I can sit and separate, even miss the student I once was surprises me.

And as if a spark had caught fire,

I found what I required was a reminder of what had been conquered.

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About ingridfalconi

I'm a married mother of three and a published author.
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