Open post to Safrey Al and Elbom

[al]

storm in a teacup
tar and feather
when your in it like me
theres all kind of weather
still, whats to come, who ever knows
Be it plant, man, or byrozo
rest in this, it glows
when this is over,
there will be peace,
Love me or not,
I dont have a care
my apology stands,
tho my visits be rare,
So, to whoever here
who wishes me ill.
On my back with
your hatred,
and Over the hill.
Of this I am tired,
it wearies me still,
But Up I will climb,
My heart strong
My Mind still.

[ladycolorado]

al no onw wishes you ill. ca share opiions but o cussig eeded talk to someoe privately like me. hard to do when in pain ad sick i know. but belive me no easy time for ay of us. however things will get better (LC).

[Kritters]

Al,
No one wishes you ill will at all. Quite the contrary.
peace and wellness,
Kritts