Helpers

Coming through the haze
Numbers few, moving me
over and beyond with
their words, money,
scents and wisdom.
Angel helpers in human
form, keeping me afloat
in a tsunami of trepidation
seeing beyond the scapegoat
and the wounds into a soul
forgoing pity into compassion.

Thank you dear ones.
You know who you are.

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