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This beautiful poem was written in 1979 by my friend John H. during his first year in recovery. It was a time of uncertainty and transition for John, and I think this work captures the mood perfectly. It’s a honest depiction of life in early recovery and it’s all there; the pain, regret, despair, hope and finally, deliverance. John celebrated an amazing 42 years sober last month. Today at age 84, he lights the path for many of us who follow his lead, experiencing miracles daily!

The need for someone to be near
Someone compassionate, warm and dear
Bane of my existence-anger…

EarthVessel

Serving a foolhardy mix of opinion, satire,&poetry; Faves: world peace♥,music, history, classics, evolution, politics, life/death, human soul& all living things

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