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Painting by Eileen

ARTHRITIS { Self Portrait }

She stands very tall, very strong
Her feet planted firmly in the ground
She could weather any storm
She did not waver in the strongest wind
Her beauty was subtle, ever changing
Like the seasons, with the seasons
Her arms stretched out to hold up ones in need
Her branches leafed out to shade others
Now shes old, wrinkled, knotted
Her limbs are twisted with pain
Oh Jehovah look, in your eyes shes still standing
Hopefully, forever to remain
by Eileen Clark*