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Don't cry

I said to myself

as feelings

of past youth

encompass my soul.

What was meant to be


and who am I

to question the why?

The knowledge alone

of knowing

can't stop in the

realization of today,

the yet to be.

Rejoice in the thought

of learning through

the pain,

the anguish

and desolation.

Where is the strength

I need to survive?

Mine is all used up

like a giant sponge

having soaked up

life's puddle.

Living in this flesh

makes it more

needing of another

flesh to understand

and care.

Mortality is

for sharing

not aloneness.

You are to put

Jesus as the missing link

of struggles.

You have no need

of man

for passing through

the gates of


Patty Bancroft Roberts

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