Micro Poetry – MS & Healing



I.
Pain, not the same
Unique, the mystique
To reveal how I feel
Compliments, supplements
Irony in the agony.

II.
Sunrise early this morning –
Perceptive, my skies edit
Darkness, infuse my sleepless soul
Instead with light and color.
III.
Conception to final days,
Evolve, embrace dutiful,
Yet beautiful flaws bestow –
Innate, to pollenate,
Life in bloom.
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