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Rescue   Poem

Now that I'm home, bathed, settled and fed, all nicely sheltered in my safe, new cage, I'd like to open my baggage lest I forget, there is so much to carry - so much to regret. Hmmm... Yes, there it is, right on the top. Let's unpack Loneliness, Heartache, and Loss. And there by my perch hide Fear and Shame. As I look on these things I tried so hard to leave - I still have to unpack my baggage called Pain. I loved them, the others, the ones who left me, but I wasn't good enough - for they didn't want me. Will you add to my baggage? Will you help me unpack? Or will you just look at my things - and take me right back? Do you have the time to help me unpack? To put away my baggage, to never repack? I pray that you do - I'm so tired you see, but I do come with baggage - will you still want me? Hope to see you there.


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