A ROUND OF REIKIKU

Pain and suffering
leaves one wondering,
does buffering
spell relief?

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Oh, my aching back!
A rear end attack.
Can I have mine
realigned?

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Two hearts drift apart,
further from their start.
Can you rewind
ties that bind?

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Hear the child cry,
needing to be heard.
Comfort comes through,
mother’s love.

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Clouds like smoky plumes
traverse the gray skies.
As they part ways,
the sun comes.

(C) Walter J. Wojtanik