Wrote this series of haiku in a card for a friend a few months ago.
We sometimes assume
That those with the brightest smiles
Have never shed tears
The reality:
Strength often makes itself known
After we've felt weak
But the wisest words
Great poetry and passion
Can come from our pain
And without the night
We would find it harder to
Appreciate day
You're more than your history--
Hospitals, heartbreak--
You're laughter, light, joy
Today, tomorrow, always
Beautifully whole.
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