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Betty Coracas

The Light Of Day

I was a lonely, lifeless body, wrought with anger, full of pain;

My psyche was en empty shell, no thoughts to entertain.

For years I gave my heart away, and with it went my soul.

My body shattered from within, I was no longer whole.

I asked for nothing in return, and yet the price was high.

For what is the price of friendship, if one has to live a lie.

When Cancer showed its deadly claws and tore my world apart,

The sudden loss of friendship struck a blow to my heart.

And I was left to fight alone, in anger and despair.

A mutilated body, was more than I could bear.

Despite my pain and suffering, I found the strength I never knew,

Surrounded by my family, and their love so deep and true.

And in amongst my torment, my anxiety and inner strife,

I found in me a will to live, and a boundless love of life.

With help I searched for what I’d lost, my mind became aware.

My psyche found amidst my paints, hidden by a canvas bare.

My soul yearned to be released through the rhythm of the word,

And as my heart returned to me its joy could be heard.

I shed the chains of anger, walked away from my prison of pain.

I found the light of peace and calm, and learned to love again.

Now I face the challenge of life with a different attitude,

I treasure the love of family, and the serenity of solitude.

The simplest pleasures in life were there for me to find;

The unrequited love of my two truest friends,

Those of the four-legged kind.

My canine friends ask little of me, except their daily care,

And in return the greater joy has made me more aware.

I make the time for selfish things, to paint, to write, to pray;

With lightened heart and truer soul, I see the light of day.

P. Coracas © 12.03.2001


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