Every day, at the witching hour I do this chore expected not by anyone but me and my doctor if left uncorrected. I spend my last vestige of energy doing leg lifts. Up, down, in and out, In a loop, day in and out.. Leg…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Every day, at the witching hour I do this chore expected not by anyone but me and my doctor if left uncorrected. I spend my last vestige of energy doing leg lifts. Up, down, in and out, In a loop, day in and out.. Leg…