Ten
days
sitting
in one room...
Grateful for the care
but wanting for some sun and air.
With sunlit leaves, the tree outside beconds an escape
pleading with me to lite my mind
upon its branches--
to breathe in,
let go,
be
home.
[poetry form: Fibonacci - written at the Hospital of the University of Pennsylvania 5/16/17]
A Promise Kept
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