As I sit here

As I sit here, I think of you;
While the world may spin around me,
I know I have the strength to push through
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The sky is dark and I feel blue
But birds are singing in the oak tree
As I sit here, I think of you
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I see your smile, slightly askew,
In my mind's eye, you're all I see;
I know I have the strength to push through
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When my nightmares seem to come true,
While memories wash over me,
As I sit here, I think of you
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Quiet patience radiates from you
Supportive, unconditionally;
I know I have the strength to push through
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Life's not just what I've been used to
Your presence keeps reminding me
I know I have the strength to push through
As I sit here, I think of you.
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Today's prompt came late, but I didn't have much to do. Rest and write. Which is important, as it helps me heal, one word at a time.
The prompt was breathtaking and the challenge was to try a Villanelle.
I sort of let go of the breathtaking bit, though he certainly takes my breath away on a very regular basis, but it's not what I chose to focus on today. Instead, I tried to take up the challenge and write a poem that worked with the form that was suggested.
I feel I've succeeded. I hope you agree.