…grace in a puzzle

…my eye is swollen-

it’s inflamed and it hurts-

my mind is infected with the worst case of depression-

I want to lie motionless and heal-

to pause my thoughts and have primes’ greatest actors entertain me-

but I am a mother-

and I see you-

and your innocence is beautiful-

so I wrap my arms around you and rise-

and love goes to war with the darkest of depression and wins a smile for you-

and we grab a puzzle-

one simple puzzle-

and I witness your joy-

and you clap, and you clap, and you clap-

and your presence is beautiful-

so we do another-

I do not deserve you-

😔

you save me.

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