Full Text: Life can but deal what is hers to deal, that being "A struggle" (That is from birth to death) "Pain" (That we all must encounter sooner or later), "Heartaches" (The one and only fruit of unfulfilled desires), "Disappointments" (The very facts of it all for life is filled with the let downs of simply living) and last but by no means the least--"joy" (This must be teakenswiftly and completely consumed or used to the fullest, for it is soon to vanish or be replaced by one of the preceding.)

To me you are the child (struggling), that seed (sprouting), that blossoming flower (so beautiful), so strong--so much a woman--so much a mother--so much a fine pearl--one that man finds once in a lifetime.Yes, Darling to me you are that Ray of hope; that joy! say to you my love--somewhere and at sometime life can but only deal to you your true just share--One worthy; one that is appreciative and willing to give all that needs to be given--(A total commitment) to make one so beautiful--so thoughtful--so deserving, truly happy.

"Yes our lives" are a tangles knotted bind, yet somehow so lovely and wonderfully fine--as the pure water of a mountain stream, Our Love, a refreshing dream.

A Moment of Health and Wellness Focus:
Explaining the meanings of some medical terms in “plain” language.