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Sunday Mournings

Sunday Mournings Sunday mornings when I wake and first light filters through the blinds I listen to my heart, my breath. Today is all my future all my past. I mourn your loss, especially on Sunday mornings, my king-size bed ridiculous without my queen. With small light steps you walked into my life and out again, like morning come and gone. http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png JAMA American Medical Association

Sunday Mournings

JAMA , Volume 303 (5) – Feb 3, 2010

Sunday Mournings

Abstract

Sunday mornings when I wake and first light filters through the blinds I listen to my heart, my breath. Today is all my future all my past. I mourn your loss, especially on Sunday mornings, my king-size bed ridiculous without my queen. With small light steps you walked into my life and out again, like morning come and gone.
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Publisher
American Medical Association
Copyright
Copyright © 2010 American Medical Association. All Rights Reserved.
ISSN
0098-7484
eISSN
1538-3598
DOI
10.1001/jama.2009.2018
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Abstract

Sunday mornings when I wake and first light filters through the blinds I listen to my heart, my breath. Today is all my future all my past. I mourn your loss, especially on Sunday mornings, my king-size bed ridiculous without my queen. With small light steps you walked into my life and out again, like morning come and gone.

Journal

JAMAAmerican Medical Association

Published: Feb 3, 2010

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