Make peace with this.
with sadness,
with bruises and blood,
with long, lonely roads,
cancer and cold, blue hospital rooms,
sunset and a moonless night
that never ends.
Make peace
with the creeping decay of her brain
in her body
that can't sit still.
with your wife,
who will never understand.
Change what you can,
but know you can't change
anything.
Make peace with that.
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