A Losing Battle

a poem for my brother

Photo by Daniel Lincoln on Unsplash

A body rigid, bent into sharp angles;
Fingers curled, clutching the air, struggling to grasp what he needs.

A body standing, steadied by the strength of a medical device.
One slow step forward then the knee snaps back, step and snap, step and snap.




Wife / Mother / Christian / Author

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Andrea Cannon

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Wife / Mother / Christian / Author

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