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Whining Me

5/4/2022

2 Comments

 
 I sang my pain into the ether
Disgusted by my whine
My troubles are so tiny
Not worth sorry, not worth time
Tell your troubles to the river
The river carries on
People have their own loads
It's important to keep calm
But I had a moment's weakness
(Let's face it--there's been more)
And I made my pain a banner
For a friend to see--or two, or four
Or more and more or more
And I hid my face against my pillow
Embarrassed by my pain
For the trifling of my sorrow
And vowed not to sing again.
But I sang my pain into the ether
And my friends didn't think I whined
I'd forgotten that in sorrow
True friends--the best of friends--are never less than kind.


So all--thank you, to everybody who said a kind word to me after last night's blog. EVERYBODY. Everybody. I'm more hopeful today--and I thank all of you for your kindness and the hope you leant to me when mine was behind the drier.
Thank you.
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Tom
5/4/2022 03:08:08 am

Never whine, just a song
Heard by many, but not too long
It's short and sweet, a bird's quick cry
You only have to sing it, only have to try
We're here for you, as long as you let us
We'll carry the load, you know, you've met us
So change the tune, from bitter to sweet
And share it with love, to all that you meet

Musings at 6am, Tom not yet asleep

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Janet Gibbons
5/4/2022 07:00:53 pm

That is beautiful. Pain is ugly. But the faces, voices, and hearts shaped by pain are breathtaking and transcend beauty. Whine or commiserate with us anytime.

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