Poems Of Recovery

By Ananda de Jager

And As I Touched My Skin

I realized

This is the body i will be

This is my Home

-Take care of your home

My jeans are getting tighter

But my eyes are shining brighter

My thoughts are getting lighter

I always knew I was a fighter

-Fighter

Recover

To be able to

Have ice cream with your daughter

Lunch with your father

Burgers with your brother

Breakfast with your mother

And if you have a son

You can tell him that you won

– The why

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