'One Lung Dave'
‘One Lung Dave’ is what they call him,
The man whose fighting cancer.
Breathing is a challenge everyday-
We all wish there was an answer!
‘One Lung Dave’ is what he calls him,
We laugh and all poke fun
His humour is his armour…
when he can only walk but wants to run.
‘One Lung Dave’ is what the doctors call him,
He struggles to breathe everyday-
Waiting for ...
Sunday 24th May 2020 4:37 pm
Daughter
Her long dark hair lay lank down her back
unkempt, umcombed- an untidy disaster of loveliness,
Its liberated and unruly state
mirrored her child-like ways,
Free and unbounding, lacking routine, a day of possibilities lay ahead...
She would take it, unconsciously throw herself head first into whatever lay before her
and with unrehearsed steps, run joyfully into the day.
Saturday 16th May 2020 11:13 am
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