Hydrotherapy
I rose before the sun today
And slowly walking made my way.
Down to the shore where I could see.
The waves that roll in endlessly.
Although my travelling days are done
I can remember everyone
Each journey that I ever made
Fond memories I would not trade
For anything with anyone
The journeys I look back upon
Can make me feel quite young again.
I can forget the constant pain
Of the disease that’s killing me.
My erstwhile mistress comforts me.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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