A poem, Jan 2013

Poetry from the hospital;

“Stick by twig
my nest is pulled away,
As love, the mother eagle
has her way

All that keeps me safe-
built e’er so high,
must go
for she would have me fly.

Still, seed I am
the soil is ever high
mine the cross, the grave
the sky”

Mark 111 Version Jan 21, 2013

By ” I ”
a patient at the Big Blue Chair art program

at CancerCare Manitoba.

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