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How strange it is to be pain free
after long years of misery.
A life confined to my wheelchair
I found was difficult to bear.

I tried to bear it patiently
and clung to one hope stubbornly
That they would find a cure for me
and once again I would be free.

To live quite independently.
Take control of my destiny
To come and go just as I pleased,
from my paralysis released.

Freedom took me by surprise.
It took a while to realise
that I was free completely free
no longer tied to my body.

I had not thought of death as kind
. I can see now that I was blind
Death turned the key to set me free
and I rejoice exultantly.

I’ve left a hollow shell behind.
I spread my wings and go to find
those that I loved who’ve gone before.
I do not think I’d ask for more.

17-Oct-07

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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