My Bi-polar Wife

My Bi polar Wife prose poem

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When she wakes I’m either filled with joy or my heart aches
but mostly the latter.
I wait to see her response to me a smile? a sad look? I try to keep ahead to expect what comes i should by now know?.
today we’ll go to town try to keep away from the crowds.
I watch for her anxious mind and stay nearby for her security,
Today is a good day so I guess tomorrow will be manic as usual,
I see how she tries I see it through her eyes sadness, anger, the frustration of each passing thought. I wish she could see she means the world to me, I live her life with her every day and give myself to her in every way especially the worst times.

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born in Liverpool UK now live in Preston Lancashire all my poems are from my heart. Writing poetry is therapeutic for me gets my emotions out in the open
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