Changing The Dressing!
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Eric Cockrell
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changing the dressing,
carefully, so as not to hurt,
prayerfully, with old hands...
that have loved you for years....
stirring fires and creating worlds
of passionate fission....
that have worked with you,
believing against all odds....
that have wiped away tears,
and held our children gently....
on the edge of distress,
like so many others....
we are an open wound,
to be tended with care.
we are the scar of love's doing
against all that has been done!
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