Final passage.

[Guest]

Flashing lights
Moving on
Yet, I can not move

Bright light
Voices
I can not hear

In the fog
Drifting off
As I cry

Gifted hands
Removing parts
To make whole

Awake in pain
Smiling
No more hurt

I have arrived
With a smile
At end of Journey

Huggs,

Joann

[Charlize]

Thank you Joann. I am hoping i'll be scheduled soon. Hopefully i'll know that smile.

Hugs,

Charlie

[Guest Jennifer T]

Joann! Very nice! For me, there's an amazing double entendre as I read it. If you intended it thusly, bravo, masterfully done.

Peace

[Guest]

Thank you Joann. I am hoping i'll be scheduled soon. Hopefully i'll know that smile.

Hugs,

Charlie

Thank you.

As do I Charlie.

@Jennifer.

Indeed my friend, that was my intent.

Huggs to you both.

Joann

[Guest miss kindheart]

Nice poem Joann

Remember it is not the end that matters so much as the ride getting thier

To exist is to change, to change is to mature, to mature is to go on creating oneself endlessly.~Henri Bergson

vanna

[Guest]