The Warmth

I feel the warmth of

the sun on my face

as it rises in the Spring –

It is Hope.

Like the green shoot of a daffodil

reaching through the snow –

That flower ain’t got no sense

It just knows it’s time.

Time for a change.

So I could curl up in the snow

and let the hypothermia take me,

Content in the illusory warmth

of my own delusion

Or I can throw off the confusion

that sets in when all else fails

and raise my eyes to the Sun.

Can’t I see it’s time.

Time for a change

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3 thoughts on “The Warmth

  1. Art says:

    Please keep blooming, sweetheart.

  2. Hello! This is my first comment here so I just wanted to give
    a quick shout out and say I genuinely enjoy reading your articles.
    Can you recommend any other blogs/websites/forums that cover the same topics?
    Appreciate it!

    • Otter says:

      I’m glad you are enjoying the blog. If you haven’t already, take a look at Migraine.com
      It’s a great site to network with other headache patients. Also this post links to a blog carnival I sometimes participate in. The other blogs that contribute can give great perspective on dealing with headaches.

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