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everyday people heroes

when she woke up
this morning
on the wrong side
of life

in a pit so low
she could hang
posters
she never knew

as the day unfolded
red
like an unpaid
electric bill

that money could not
buy
that force could not
deliver

the strength,
and
LOVE
she provided 

to keep a life gold



Rene ~ 2013
For Antoinette Tuff
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  1. Brian MillerAugust 22, 2013 at 7:09 PM

    wow. what a story. you have to wonder how many lives she saved in just talking in the face of what could have been a disaster.....

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  2. MaryAugust 22, 2013 at 8:26 PM

    This is a wonderful 55 really, a true-to-life 55. Antoinette Tuff is definitely a hero. It could have ended all so much horribly if it had not been for her courage and strength. Wow, just wow, to both your poem and Antoinette.

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  3. WaltermarksAugust 22, 2013 at 9:13 PM

    That's a great tribute to a real hero. I hope she gets to read it. Way to go.

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  4. MargaretAugust 22, 2013 at 9:43 PM

    I have not had the news on for a few days so I have not heard this yet. What a hero! What we all need is love... everything else is not essential. Well done!

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  5. brudbergAugust 23, 2013 at 4:13 PM

    Wonderful .. had to google the story.. and it's indeed gold. Good news does not reach as far as bad, so it had not reached us here in Sweden

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  6. kelvin s.m.August 23, 2013 at 10:29 PM

    ...if only all can take the courage to follow her good example... to keep a life gold --- that should be the dream... smiles...

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