Relax, my child
I know you are having breakdowns
Nerve issues, and anxiety too
But all will be well
Son and daughter will be blessed
Countries will be exchanged
Smart phones will be invented
You will find out soon
What they might be
You will learn to write
Practice some Pilates
Get that body into shape!
New friends will arrive
New people, new lives
New stories to be shared
There will be sad times
There will be happy times
There will be farewells
Sorrow and joy interweaving
Working together for good
Harmonising
You will never be without
Every day you are alive
There will be blessing surrounds
And to help you out
There will be coffee
And to spare
And at night, there will be tea
In mugs reminding you of home
Lovingly painted in Africa by hand
(Zimbabwe actually to be exact
Long story, don’t ask)
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