Poem

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Sometimes I wonder
if it will be possible
to be happy, truly happy,
ever again. It seems so far away, 
but I have seen it happen before, 
let it happen before;
and memory was still honored 
and life is still dear.
But it is hard.
Let's all lean on each other
when we need to because
there is so much to enjoy in life - 
people are so good
and love is so wonderful
when revealed by
despair and happiness alike. 


November 1989