In the old days they treated TB with isolation, children were kept in cottages, taken from family and Adults in hospital room. A very difficult time.
They talk about what purgatory is in books I have been there and it hurts
There is calmness about the night of first we meet In inside this quite room a pack between us set Mirror on the wall recalls it so well in my heart The world is standing still joined are we by blood
Blackness of night takes away the need to hide I have seen and felt my pride
You were ten and I was nine a older wiser you From our bond a new world was out of rules to chose Special was that bond in a room filled with hate For us it was more than a hospital a cottage gate
Grandfather left a treat for me at the desk Father is in the big building getting sleep
Dearest friend I stand now at the place you left Parents took you so far away and my heart with you went Years have passed in growing old and hearts sing a song It was the midnight raids that allowed me to move on
No joy was greater than when I held you in my arms A team we were to be reconed with
Heard your voice so loud and clear calling me please help I threw myself at the nurse as she ripped the gum from your scalp Tumbling down to the floor I was banded from your room Your parents came the next day and took you, I stayed, my doom
It was December when from this place they let me leave Returning once a year for tubes stuffed down
Strange as life is, I bumped into you in a store, old but blue eyes stared I reached out for you and talked like nobody else was there Words came so fast do not remember all that was said you start I answered So much to catch so little time I held you like the world was cured
My sister in blood, my long escaping friend inside my soul Our special bond will never disappear
Time to leave our fingers touched against old scars In the wonder of your face I saw a million stars A kiss laid careful on my cheek in sweet memory Takes me safely back when both my heart and soul were free
BLIND!
Ross Miller doesn’t have anything to live for anymore. An RPG attack in Afghanistan left him blind and he thought helpless.
He tried going home but that didn’t work out. Luke and Amber Owens who were both wounded in the same
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Love Tinka
couldn't imagine being in a situation like that
that couldn't be healthy or helpful to heal
*thanks for sharing