SUFFERING
I do not want your pity
the suffering is mine
it cannot be shared
I have to endure it myself.
Your prayers are fine send them my way
and a supporting arm
to hold me when I feel too weak to carry on.
I will grow and become a better me,
my suffering, my pain, my cross
are part of life and living,
give understanding not pity.
Be there for me
share the load
but not the suffering
that is my gift alone.

M Ann Margetson © May 7, 2001

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