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I've carried
all of your hearts
& souls
for 22
years.

your laughter
gave me dimples
& your tears
are my birthmarks
but
your chosen destruction
has given me
cancer.

I've known
for years that the chemo
could cure me
but I've been afraid to let you go.

Finally, my body
began to
shu t
dow  n .

In my desperation
my Father heard my cry &
decided it was time to let you go.

He pried open my
ribcage,
& like caged sparrows,
all of your hearts
now roam free from me.

I know it's best
but even though I am healed
I still am soar
& ache for you.

My hair has fallen out
& my weight has dropped.

But my Father
knows best
& as He sews me shut
He whispers softly
"I found thee,
thou art Mine."

& I am  f r e e .