Often
in the hard times
in the time when rain fills my heart
I go to music
create music to h e a l
Often
when feelings go under a rug
when feet go numb
when solace is in a cup of coffee
drunk slowly before a day starts
my vision
opens
I find a place to take classes
In the meantime
I pray for thee
I pray for thee and me
the feathers ruffled
not down
I walk on purposeful feet
to get you well.
Lovi
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