I’m sorry it all seems so wrong... Last spring I felt young, strong. Then angina, anxiety and C.A.B.G. times 3. Now they’re pressing me to file for disability. I am not afraid of dying From diabetes or C.A.D. As much as I’m afraid Of losing 75+ acres of weedy alfalfa and 5 acres of scrubby hickory That sustained decades of dreams Of living elderly and free.
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